Bliss
“Bliss you piece of shit get down here now! The social worker will be here any minute” my foster mother yells. Yes I said foster mother, my real mother died when I was a year old and I have no idea about my father. So here I am in like my hundredth abusive foster home, there are only 1 week left of summer vacation, and I am only 17.
“Bliss NOW!”
“I’m coming” I yelled at her as I ran the razor one more time over my wrist. I pulled my red long sleeve shirt down and walked out of my room. No I know your probably think I cut to get attention but I cut because the pain from cutting is a relief from the pain of the abuse and bulling I go through. As I walk down the hall I hear the witch open the door and see her smile at the social worker.
“Bliss dear how are you” my social worker Stacy asks.
“I’m doing good Stacy” I say putting on my fake smile.
“Well that’s good but I have some news” she says sitting down at the table and motioning me to sit across from her. The witch of a foster mother sat next to me and pretended to be a doting mother. GAG!
“Well what is it” I ask getting nervous.
“Well you have been accepted into a very good and expensive private school that only allows student in by invitation. Your scholarship is fully paid for. You will need to pack all of your things seeing as you will be living on campus in a dorm. Do you have much to pack because if you do I can come back for you tomorrow” Stacy finishes.
“She is not leaving” my foster mother screeches. Awe she doesn’t want her husband to lose his punching bag.
“I don’t have much, just some cloths. Do you mind waiting an hour” I ask her.
“Not at all, I’ll even help you. And yes she is leaving” Stacy says and follows me to my room. Finally I will be out of this hell hole but I wonder what school it is. I never applied for scholarships or anything.
As we enter my room I have to ask “what school and where is it” I ask.
“I don’t know much about it, like I said you have to be invited and we just got your acceptance invitation. All I know is that the school is somewhere in Greece.”
I stop packing and stare at her with wide eyes. “I’m going to school in Greece” I whisper.
“Yes and you will love it” she smiles and we finish packing. Finally I will be out of this hell hole in Los Angeles California.
Raven
It was a beautiful day in Worth, NY. The sun was shining. I thought maybe I’d go for a walk after I checked the mail.
“Mom I’m going to get the mail. I’ll be right back.” I yell
“Be safe love.” Mom yells back
I walked out of the house down the drive to the mail box. The mail man had just pulled up.
“Hey Jack, How’s your day?” I ask as he is getting out of the truck.
“Not bad Ms. Raven. Looks like you got a fancy invite here.”
“Hmm I wonder what it’s for.” I Smile
“Who knows? Have a good day Ms. Raven.”
“You to Jack.” I smile walking back to the house staring at the letter.
It was on beautiful expensive off white parchment from a place called Hellheim Academy. I had heard that name somewhere before but I wasn’t sure where. When I went to open the door Mom was standing right there.
“Anything good?”
“Nope, I got an invitation to a place called Hellheim Academy.” I smiled looking up at her.
“What?” she said terrified.
I had never seen my mother so frightened in my life. She set there in shock for a few minutes before she yelled for my dad.
“James they found us.” She shrieked
