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Letting the last drops of water fall on my bloody body, I take the towel. I stamp it on my body. And yes, I was still struck by Meredith. I couldn't even soap myself. It's like that every day. In fact it's always been like that. I go out and dress in clothes that don't stick to the skin. A few minutes pass, I was sitting by the window, thinking about my life in a few years. Will I be happy like other young people like me? Will my life always come down to this? I really want a peaceful life. But I think I will never have this happiness. My days can be summarized as follows: Receive a cold water bucket for waking up, take a bath, clean up the entire orphanage when there are more than 50 maids here.

Fortunately, I do not cook and I do the cleaning 6 out of 7. I have only one day of respite that is Sunday. I have everything I have to do like doing my Sunday worship and yes I am Christian. I can't even look at myself in the mirror. I have dark circles, my cheeks are swollen thanks to Meredith's slaps (note the irony). I am often told that I am very beautiful but I see the opposite. I become the so-called punching bag of this witch. Do you also know that it is only me who suffers the blows of Meredith? And who has never been adopted? Bad luck. She always tells couples who want to adopt me that I am not to be adopted. There is something fishy behind it, let's say about me. Every month, someone sends me 3 to 5 big boxes. For a surprise, there is one. I don't know the person. In these boxes, there are clothes, backpacks, handbags, shoes of all types, and essentials. This person does not do things by halves. I keep 3 for myself and my best friend Christine and give 2 to the others. Christine is the only best friend I have ever had. She is super amazing. We grew up together. She was there three days before I arrived at this establishment. I consider her as my sister.

Time and time again, couples have come to adopt her, but alas, she has always had only one word: "No thanks, but I will only get out of here with my sister. Goodbye". No respect for that. If it's a gay couple, she says, "Are you serious there? Are you kidding me? I look like a little retarded girl? Do you see your heads there? I have a head to say : "I have two moms or two dads? Go and get treatment. With all due respect. Go show yourself. Ciao, my sister is waiting for me. Tchipss ". If you see people's heads. Usually she says to me:" This brings bad luck honey. Oh Lord, keep me away from them. "

There is something else . I am given lessons as if I was in school from my earliest childhood until now. As MADAME Meredith saw how me and Christine were real friends, so we've been taking classes together for a long time. And finally, this year we are entering a real school. Yeah i'm telling the truth because this is we're going to class now. It does not mean that the teachers will not come. We will have additional lessons.

Anyway. I'm not going to unpack you all my life anyway. I will try to ask for permission. I want to get some fresh air. It is the first time that I have been going out in 4 years. Everyone else has the right to go out except me. I tried to run away one day.

I go to the office of madam. I knock, I'm told to come in.
Meredith: "You?"

Oops.
The next five seconds I get a slap.
Meredith: "What are you doing here dirty bitch?".
Me. : "I am not a bitch".

Another slap.
Me. : "Can I go out today?".
Meredith: "To go do what?"
Me. :" Go to the library. "
Meredith: "Do what?"

Is she crazy or what? What do we do in a library? Completely crazy that one. I keep calm and answer:
Me: "To go read".
Her: "You're interested".
Me: "Does that mean I can go?"
She: "Yes. I'm taking leave of you. 6 pm sharp, you're coming back".
Me: "Okay, thank you."

Here I am in the cities of California, I smile with all my white teeth. How good it is to breathe fresh air. I spent the whole afternoon at the library reading one of the books of the famous writer Danielle Still in the name of "Family album. I love her stories. After a while, I look at my watch. It is only 13 "Okay, I'm staying. How is it that Meredith agreed to let me out? Weird. I have to dig into this mystery. Besides, she told me to come back only at 6 pm. Still weird. On the way to back, I look through the windows of the stores. I thought I was dreaming but the rain was afloat and I am only 40 minutes minutes from the orphanage. I have to take shelter .. After several minutes which seemed to me eternity, the rain always falls. Oh my God, it's 5:50 pm I only have 10 minutes left. So I decide to hit the road because my life is in danger. If I arrive even if it’s just a minute late, she’ll whip me. So then I start to cry. I’m scared. I’m soaked to the bone. I throw a c check out my watch. Oh no. It is very dark. The streets are black. I hear the horns of a car and stop right next to me. The windows are tinted. The passing window goes down.
Who is it ?

Unknown: "Go up otherwise you will catch cold and you will get sick".

Should I go up or not?

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