I am Alison. my mom died when giving birth to my younger sister there were 7 of us,we were a big family.shortly after my mothers death my father began to lose it,he was always drunk, this left me to care for:Emili's, Ariana, Carmella, Joesph, Anthony, Caroline, and myself.my father, one night,began screaming at us all, he hit emili's, my younger sister, he kept telling her that my mothers death was entirely her fault.
He made this a habit, abusing her then as if wasn't enough,he began hitting all of us,every night he would throw me in the basement while he'd do god knows what to them, one night when i was in the basement, the screaming got louder, one, two, three, four,....struggles....,five, six,....all my siblings shot....seven, my father.
I kicked at the door as hard as i could trying to break it open.I kept screaming the tears leaving hot trails down my cheeks. i wouldn't let it sink in, there still would've been a chance for them.
I found a lughole hammer behind an old storage box and hit the door till it splintered i put my arm through the hole and unlocked the door,i pushed it with so much force, when it opened, i fell to my knees. i felt as if i couldn't get up,so i crawled and made my way to the living room and there i saw my siblings and my father with bullet wounds through there heads.
i felt my throat tighten. my face burnt. i stood on wobbly legs.i could feel my conciseness weaken. my breath turns into small gasps. blood poured from there skulls.i know i said something but i couldn't tell what.
my father didn't allow any phones in side so i ran to the neighbors witch was a mile away i have never spoken of the night except to the police who arrived first.
In the present time i am 15 years old, i live in PETER DALES JUVENILE INSTITUTION and my best friend was Emily. Emily was a sweet girl who arrived at the orphanage. only shortly after me. her parents separated, her dad is in prison and her mom is in a rehabilitation center.she was a only child in her family. i used to live at peter dales Orphanage now i sit sulking in memories, I was once adopted. that adoptions why I'm here.
~FLASHBACK~
me and Emily sat outside on the swings. talking, gossiping about-well i don't remember ,Sister Dorris came out ."ALISON!" ALISON!" YOU HAVE AN INTER VIEW!" Emily's eyes were wide. i gave a fake, stiff smile. i stood then went inside.
inside was a man and a woman the mans face was tan but he had large pours all over his face. he wore old faded jeans and an overly bleached red shirt witch made it look pink.He had gentle, yet aged blue eyes.
the woman beside him had a smile that looked surreal.it reached to the top of her ears and wrinkled her eyes. they had an unknown hue to my eyes, such a bright blue like cat eyes. her skin was porcelain white, her lips pulled back tight. they were a light pink.
she was only 3 inches shorter than the man beside her. she wore a tight yellow shirt and black skinny jeans.she crouched down when i arrived. while the man just turned his head to the other side.they both looked like they were at least 20/21. the woman's hair was long and a bit wavy,natural looking. the man had no hair. nothing. Nada.
"hi im kelly and this is joeseh." i cringed at the sound of my brothers name." im alison" i said shaking her hand .the interveiw lasted at least 2 hours. they asked me alot about my self.the only thing i didnt anser was why i was here at the orphange.
the one answer that made them crumble is when they asked me were my parents were. i answered with the truth and emotionless face. i said "my mom oak berry cemetery and my dad Franklin cemetery" after i said that Kelly's jaw dropped. "well hun, dont you have some family ?" that was a good question, acually one i was wondiring myself. my mom had a brothe and a sister my dad had all his family so why was i here.i sat in the cold,hard purple chair remebering sitting in the police car with wet eyes. the wholes in there heads never left my mind.the police arguded with them that they had to take me evrey one of them knew that they were bluffing they just slammed the door in there faces.i was left alone acually alone in the world. my eyes began to burn and mosen. "i think this interveiw is over" isaid trying to control my voice "its ok we understand-" NO! you dont understand!" you could never understand my pain and sorrow!" i interuppted." if you would let me explan sweetie" kelly ! please dont. how could you understand?" " did your mother die giving birth to your younger sister?" "then have your father beat you and all of them?" "then be locked in a basement while he do this?" i sobbed a moment allowing tears to fall. emli's, she told me the stories. he did things that should be saved for a wife." "then one day while sitting in a basement hearing things break and screaming" i contenued with fearceness in my voice." one,two,three,four,five,six,siven.! all of them dead with bullets in there heads, and to see it spilling out of there heads!" i stopped. i was panting." i think you overstaded. your welcome could you please leave now?" i stutterd. i released the bottled up tears i have held for 4 years now.sence that fritghful night. i stood and walked away. "im terbbly sorry about this,i can scedule another intervew with a diffrent child."sister dorris said as she placed her hand gently behind my back. "that wont be nessasary." kelly said, now sniffling. for the first time joseph spoke,"shes perfect." i looked back at them with a glimmer of hope. a family. i was going to have a family. ~FLASHBACK ENDS~
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hello my little black stars! this is my first book so I'm just going to post the first 2 chapters :) and yes the first two will be short but after i know that u guys like it i will post longer chappies. BTW the pro pic is Alison

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