"Rosie come dance with me" said little Layla turning on the stereo her red hair bounced as she moved. The bubbling ten-year-old pulls me to dance pleading with her puppy dog eyes "one song" I giggle. How I adore my little niece...
The music begins and I start to dance pushing my body, feeling the music move me as I dance the memory away.
"I'm sorry Miss we have to take her nor you or her father can take proper care of her, look at her she's beaten and bruised." The social worker points towards my back which still hurts from yesterday's punishment from my father. My cheek is purple and my stomach is bruised blue-greenish. She pulls me away out the front door my mother screaming with tears in her eyes my father's grip on her stopping her from coming after me...
My body fatigued I keep dancing, trying well actually hoping to dance my pain away, like trying to escape the everlasting nightmares of the past.
"Olivia, you will no longer be able to go to dance conservatory "one of the caretakers at the orphanage informs me. "What-why?" I question "Well Olivia, Alice died last night so you will no longer be spending time with her. Now go do your job before you pay late and visit to the darkroom" she spat with venom I ran out of the office shoving the other kids out of my way, running straight to my room slamming the door shut before curling up into a ball and cry...
My body too tired to take anymore I collapse onto the floor breathing heavily. I block out the memories of my childhood and just lay there on the ground staring at the ceiling 'it's over now your free' I tell myself.
"Lucas Black please report to the principal's office" announced one of the teachers sternly through the intercom ,I grab my gym bag and call Brian...
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Storie d'amoreMy fingers tugging the hair at the nape of his neck he pushed me into the wall gently. Our kiss began to slow down as he lowered his hands down my hips and then with a quick grab, he hoisted me up to wrap my legs around his waist. Pulling away from...
