Anastasia Rosaline Parker's POV
I entered the room and was shocked.
It was beautiful and so nice. It was way nicer than my old room.
I was in awe.
I even had an en suite bathroom and a walk in closet.
My brothers made the room fit for a queen.
I was especially glad that the room was not in pink colour.
I despised the colour pink, but would have still been grateful to my brothers, even if my room was pink in colour.
I thought i was going to have to sleep in the attic or something.
After seeing around my room, I unpacked the little bit of clothes I had, and put them neatly in the closet.I hid my diary under my bed and put a picture of mom and me at my bedside table.
I swallowed two pandols dry for my ribs and my leg.
I was too scared to go down and take water.
I don't know why my dumbass didn't go to the toilet sink to get water.
Feeling tired, I jumped on the bed and tried to sleep.
Sleep never came though.
The bed was too comfortable I was not used to it.
I threw my pillow on the floor and slept on the floor. It was what i was used to.
I drifted off to sleep, filled with nightmares and the horrors of what my stepdad did to me.
I woke up by somebody shaking me.
I backed away from the person, using my hands to cover my face, incase they were going to beat me.
When my vision cleared from my sleep I saw that it was Roman waking me up.
"Hey, its just me Roman, calm down" he said to me.
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The Youngest Blade 🔪
Teen Fiction"No, I'm an only child.What do you mean by I have brothers? " Follow Anastasia Rosaline Blade through her journey. Overcoming abuse, PTSD, depression, anxiety and suicidal tendencies. How she went overnight from being an only child to having 5 older...