Runaway From Brooke | s.m

| 01 |

‘Brooke get the fuck out of bed now otherwise you will be late for school’ the head mother, Marge screams in my face, this is usually my alarm clock. 

Albert jumps with a fright because of the old lady screaming in our faces, he starts meowing at me, most probably wants food, we both love our food. 

I jumped out of the uncomfortable double bed and instantly wish I was back under the warmth of the worn-out covers. Albert was already at his bowl meowing for the food, I got to the cupboard and pulled out the bag of cat food that I got from the evil head mother. 

About myself 

You most probably know who I am, but just to clarify, my name is Brooke Chelsea Williams, I am a 14 year old girl from an adoption center in Nashville, Tennessee. I would call my life normal but nobody I meet calls it or me normal. 

I am known as the mute, after the accident. I haven’t been able to act like myself or even talk ever since I was 8. 

I am a short pale girl with dirt brown wavy hair and ocean blue eyes. You most probably could already guess but I am not the type of girl to have friends, I’m the type that gets bullied. By 11 evil boys that are in my year level. You will find out their names later. 

My dream in life is to be a YouTuber and singer, songwriter. I’ve always wanted to know what is like to have people love you and look up to you and preforming in front of millions of people would be a lifetime experience and you would be making millions of people smiling. 

We should most probably be getting back to actual life now because Albert could be hissing at me for not feeding him yet. 

Real world 

After I fed Albert I got dressed and but on my glasses, I forgot to tell you whoops, now I’m more of the type to get bullied. 

I just put on the usual, black leggings and a big baddy jumper, the older girls at the adoption center all say that I have curves, but I hide them because curves show that you are fat and I really would not like to be fat. I just put my wavy hair in a ponytail because that is all I know what to do, I can’t even plait for god sakes, and I’m just a failure. 

After I do all my necessity’s, I grab albert and put him in my bag, yes putting a 6 year old cat in my bag could get me suspended but I have been doing it since I got him and he loves it in there. 

While I started walking down the stairs I saw that there was many little kids running around having a fun time, while there is me just a walking lump. On the way to school I got many looks from adults, the looks that say, creep, that kid does drugs, but I ignore them because I am use to it. 

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Once I have finally walked to school I try and get to my locker without being seen by anybody, but it never works because the popular kids are always at the front of the gate getting god knows what. 

‘Hey mute girl! Come here fuck face’ a voice that I have been dreading to hear, its Cameron’s, he is the leader of the group and the worst when it comes to me getting punished. 

I had to walk over there because I had no choice otherwise I would be punished. 

While walking I got laughed at by everybody, they always call me names and I don’t even know why! 

‘Well hello slut, hope you’re ready for your beating’ I don’t do or say anything because I’m not like that. 

We went to the place we always go to, the dumpsters, it is far away from the school buildings and the principal’s office so they won’t get caught.