Dedicatate to an amazing person who make the cover for this book. THANK YOU
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"GET UP YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" Oh is it morning already? By the looks of the clock it's not. For crying out loud it’s still 6 am. Who in their right mind would get up at 6! Only one person would. "HURRY UP AND GET CHANGED!"
I dragged my legs out of my warm bed and walked over to my old wooden wardrobe; I find a holey t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I put them on and looked at the mirror that is inside my wardrobe. I look like a wreck. I have a bruise on my arm from last night, my hair is sticking out everywhere and I am starting to get a black eye. Its not that bad, I was expecting worse.
"LUELLA DOWN STAIRS AND HELP ME DO THE DISHES!" I ran down stairs not wanting to get told off. Do the dishes mean put the dishes in to the dishwasher, and that’s just it. And by the looks of things, everyone had a big tea last night. How I would love to eat so my stomach would be full and wouldn’t be complaining at me all the time, but all I get, is bits and bobs, just enough to keep me alive.
After loading the dish washer I start on the ironing. And this is my everyday life, I have to do all the work that NO ONE ELSE wants to do and I hate this. While my little brother gets treated like a prince and I am referred to as a slave, just because I’m a girl. But despite all of the unfair treatment we are given, my brother loves me; and I think he is the only one who feels that way for me, I know this because he always gives me food and teaches me because I don't go to school. School my brother complains about it again and again but I would do anything to get out of this house even just for a couple of hours. And sometimes I really envy Lewis, because he has friends and he goes to school and have fun, but me; I have no friend except the dog we have here at home. My life is completely a mess; I have no fun at all. Just the pain and sufferings of all the beatings I receive every now and then.
"Luella do you want a hand with that?" it’s Lewis.
"Yeah OK but don't let your mum or dad see you." I don’t like calling them mum and dad because for what Lewis has told me, mum and dads are meant to love you and care for you, well not mine. We worked together and had it done in minutes. And I say I’m really lucky to have a brother like him. "Thanks"
"Lewis baby, where are you? We are going to Nana's." mum was shouting in her overly sweet voice. Lewis hugged me and walked out the kitchen. He’s the only person in the world I really love.
"If we come back and found out that any food is missing, you will pay, and if anything is broken I would want you to think about it! Keep that in your mind." My lovely mum growled at me. And the front door slammed shut.
YES, they’re all gone, which means I’m alone and there’d be no one to tell me what to do. I know that they would have taken the TV remote as they always do. So I run up stairs and went to Lewis's room because he has a TV. I love the TV it’s amazing. How the pictures move from one place on the screen and everything shown in it. And I also love watching the animal show and seeing all the fantastic things in the world.
After 2 hours…
I heard a noise coming from outside the house; I quickly turned off the TV and ran in to the living room and started sweeping the floor.
"LUELLA WHERE ARE YOU?" It’s dad.
Dad walked round the house checking it was clean and making sure I hadn’t eaten anything. Which I hadn’t. I did steal some food once and it ended badly, I was locked in my room and hit until I blacked out. My head still hurt if I think about that. When he was done with his checks of the house he walked in to the kitchen where mum had cooked me some food, just a basic sandwich and a glass of water. But my stomach needed it and it was gone in seconds.
