hey guys i realized my last chapter had really bad spelling, so sorry about that! i know how frusterating it is reading a story that doesnt make much sense becuase of the shitty spelling :/ Im not the best when it comes to proof reading ahaha.... anyway heres another chapter ;)
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Durng the aganizingly long drive back to the hotel, i made Harry and Zayn promise not to mention any of this to the others. I can't remember the last time i cried like that. I really dont want them to find out I cried into Zayns shoulder. I dont like people to see me like this. I feel weak when I let this side of me come through, I just dont feel in control when i get like this. Theres only been one other person thats seen me in this state and thats this elderly nun that worked in the Auphanage where I grew up. I can bearly remember that place, Theres was this memory I have of when I was back there, I was about four or so years old and it was a while before my best friend was to arrive there. I didnt get along with any of the other kids, thye used ot bully the crap me. I acted all tough and hardy on the outside but on the inside, I was bearly holding on. You see Ive always been a tough person, thats just the way i was brought up you know? But theres just so much a little kid can take. I was crawled up in the corner of the small closet in the little play room. My little legs were tucked up to my chest and my arms wrapped around the pulling them in tightly as i sobbed into them. This wasnt the first time ive been in this little hiding place, it was the only place i could be by myself and get my thoughts into check, this was also around the time where my powers actually started to come through. So it was a very hard time for me back then, i couldnt really ask anyone about what was happening to me, I had to kind of had to deal with it myself. There was no lights in that little closet and my four year old self felt comforted by the darkness. Whenever the other kids got too much for me, or when my fire was acting up or anything, i would just escape to this little bleak place and rekindle my thoughts. I would somtimes use my own light to cut away the darkness, just playing with my powers, doing small tricks that I was bearly able to muster due to my young age. I remember that night the Kids were all in the dining room eating dinner, I skipped it becuase I didnt want them around me after the fight i had in the playground earlier that day. I won obviously but there words still lingered in my troubled little mind, some of the othe rgirls in the Orphanage have seen me when my powers spaz out, only a few though. Thye used to get me so riled up and when they saw it happen they wuld run off and tell the Nuns, but no one would ever believe them.
A Nun went to try to find me after they saw i wasnt at dinner, they knew about my hiding place. The elderly woman was definatly past her prime to say the least. But he was one of the nicest, I cant recall her name, though I wish I could. I remember hearing the old door creak open letting the light pool into the dusty closet. I peaked up to see the old women gazeing down at me, her features instantly turning softer as she saw my tiny quivering body on the floor.
"There you are my darling, I thought you'd be in here" She spoke sofly shutting the door behind her and stumbling over to not so gracfully place herself down next to me, I remember not even bothering to hold back my sobs, I just didnt care anymore.
"Whats on you mind sweetheart?" She cooed reaching out and rubbing my back.
"I hate those other girls!" My tiny voice choked out full of hate.
The elderly women hummed in responce while she rubbed circles on my back. listening to me talk about the other girls in the orphanage. She just sat there listenig to me rant over and over about my troubles with eveything, apart from my powers. Even my four year old mind thought that was a bad idea, when most of the nuns always talk about the devil and his deeds, i didnt wanna risk them thinking im a devil child and shunning me. We were both in there for a good twenty minutes or so, just talking. when i was finished ranting, i could bearly see past the tears bombarding my eyes. a heavy silance hung in the air as we sat there for a few moments before she poke.
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