"Get up shorty" is how I now get woken up by damson. I used to have alarm clock. He has a routine he's one of those people who like to plan ahead. He's mentally organized.
He tells me to wake up why he's finishing putting his jeans on. I'm organized but not very mentally organized. Sometimes my thoughts get ahead of me.
Over these past months things in the orphanage have changed for the worst. Our clothes have been downgraded. Boys now only wear underwear and jeans and girls where under where and oversized t-shirts.
Zaq doesn't really talk but when he does I can tell he's smart. He doesn't talk much because he thinks about what he says before he says it. Damson and Zaq have tried their best to get me to spill my past. But I won't budge.
Being the only girl isn't that great either. When it's time to change I change in the closet they change in the room.
Is it wrong that I think of Zaq and damson as my brothers. Their cool and better then my real brother. Damson looks out for me and I just find Zaq interesting. Honestly they aren't-
"Laci! Pay attention!" Mrs. B shouts at me. She was attempting to teach us how to act when a adopter comes in. I was bored though.
"I already know this miss. You want us to act like you are a good orphan mum" I snap back. She grits her teeth. I knew what was coming next she was going to have the older boys bring me back into the back room because I fought to much for her to bring me back herself. After she was done yelling at the other kids she would come back and punish me.
Wether it was with a belt or worse. "Zaq take her to my back room punish her how you would like" that was the scarier then the punishments.
Zaq frowned and I didn't wait for him to come and grab me and for me to fight. I walked to the back room him following.
We went into the back room and he shut the door. "Which one hurts the least?" he asked. "The belt the thin one."
He takes the belt and holds it in his hands. I stand against the wall. I hear the belt fall to the ground. "Just leave laci"
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Sorry I know it's short I haven't updated in forever that's why this ones really bad and chessy.
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