1. The day soon came. I was packing my photos of my boyfriend and my dad. I glanced at my dads picture his pale blue eyes his perfect smile across his face. I felt tears sting the back of my eyes."RAYNE GET DOWN HERE ITS TIME TO GO!" I jumped when i reailzed it was my own so called mothers voice.
2. I started going down the stairs I will always remember the squeaky noise they made when anybody went down them. I was going down the steps when felt hands on my back I felt my self loosing my balance. I fell all the way down 10 steps. I started to look at who did it. I saw my brother smirking at me. I felt pain soar though my whole intire body. I felt something warm liquid trickle down my head. I put hand on my head and as I brought my hand up to my head i knew it was blood knew it was my own blood I saw the redness liquid on my hand. I whimpered out "why why did you do this Jack?" "Because I felt it and you where in my way!" I slowly got up and was slowly walking over to my mothers van when I saw her face. "WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?" I started to tell her when I saw her get out of the van. I sure hope she wasnt going to hit me infront of my neighbors house acroos from us. I knew by the way her hand was raised she was going to. I felt a stinging pain on my face from my mothers hand. "DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT DOING THAT AGAIN!" I opened up the van door and got in and buckled up. My mother did the same As we drove by the houses like a blur. I saw the words: CHILD CARE. Printed on the building where the foster care home. "Time to go in I suppose I told my mother?"
TO BE CONTUIED!
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Second chapter to my story.
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