⚠️⚠️This story may include some sensitive topics such as self harm, attempt suicide, kidnapping, alcoholism, drugs and abuse (verbal and physical)⚠️⚠️
(First story I ever made, be prepared for crap🤣)
In an orphanage, there is a 14 year old girl nam...
I knocked on my Dad's bedroom door and told him it was me. "It's me Dad." I opened the door since he didn't reply. He was sat on my bed with his head in his hand. "Dad?" I heard him sniff and then he looked up at me with his tear stained face. "I'm sorry for going and getting drunk," Deep down inside I wasn't even sorry, I don't even know why I'm being soft. Dad got up and hugged me tightly. He whispered "I love you," into my ear and kept hugging me.
When he let go, I was about to walk out when I saw Anthony stood in the doorway with his rams out. I hugged him as he repeated that he was sorry. Obviously, I excepted his apologies and he let go.
Then I remembered that I left Abby in my room. I walked inside of my room to see her sat on my bed playing on her phone. "Hey," I said, startling her a bit. "Hi, I woke up only 15 minutes ago," We chuckled. "You can borrow some of my clothes if you want, just go pick something." She nodded, walked into my walk-in closet and shut the door behind her.
After half an hour, she came out of the closet with some light make-up on and one of my outfits from the orphanage.
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I'm surprised that the outfit even fit her because she is 15 years old and I'm 14. Then again, she is really skinny. "You look great!" I said and she smiled at me. "Wanna post on Instagram again?" I asked. "Sure," she replied
We decided to take a mirror picture.
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