The cancer got to him. Lung cancer to be specific. But why him? Why couldn’t it have been me? He was all I had. Now all I have is gone. As my dads favorite quote says, “That breath that you just took… that's a gift.”
“Hey honey, how are you doing sweetheart?” the busy lady in red says to me as a police officer walks me into a big building with almost no windows.
Before I can answer she yells a bit too loudly, “Good, Good, Good, ok so we are going to be putting you with the Johnsons foster home for now… they have other kids so that's great.. Great!.. Ok” she expects me to go with the people dressed in black suits waiting in a kidnapping car look alike. Instead I stare blankly at the wall.
She gets eager and whispers to her assistant next …show more content…
I grab Mr. fluffy and stuff him in my suitcase before i get out of the car and the man walks me to the door. When we get up to the door he hands me a piece of paper with my details on it, knocks the crooked door, and rudely walks away. I of course don't say anything because I was in shock from what I saw in front of me… an old woman who looks around the age of 2000! She opens the door and throws her cigarette at the concrete next to me, she grabs me by the arm and brings me up the gross wooden stairs, she throws me into a room where another little blond girl is drawing a picture on the wall piecefully, “Ok rat, call me Ms. Mother because i'm the only mom you will have haha!” she says like it's a joke, “Dinner is at 8, lights out at 9, don't disobey me or ELSE!” she slams the door yet to open it again and take the white clean paper from my hand then walk off. I shut the door quietly and sit on the bottom bunk of the tan bunk bed and lay my head down on the ripped pillow. “She’s mean isn’t she?” the little girl whispers to …show more content…
After the two girls run upstairs crying, its our turn. I try and make a run for it and run all the way to the couch across the room. “Oh so you're scared? Aw sweetheart it’s ok, your friend Lucy here is used to it, aren't ya Lucy honey?” she says while slapping Lucy twice. Lucy tries to deal with the pain but ends up crying and runs upstairs, i glare at the disgusting old woman and stomp upstairs. I walk into the bedroom and Lucy is packing all of her stuff into a garbage bag.
“What are you doing?” i ask still traumatized from what i had just witnessed,
“Going, I….I’m done with this, you can come with me or not but i'm leaving here at midnight tonight” she replied,
“Well if you need a place to stay we can go to my dad's beachhouse?” i say trying to calm her down,
“Ok first of all i'm 12 and your 8, i don't need your pity,” Lucy remarks rolling her eyes, “and second of all when did you become rich?”
I lie on the bunk bed and yawn, “I'm not “rich” at all, but my father was a little wealthy..”
“Mhm ok… let me think” she answers
Very confused i reply, “Think about wha..”
She interrupts me “ Since you're rich we can stay at the houses you have! Mmm.. and your father must have a what's it called…...WILL! We just have to find it”
“Umm.. Yeah.. Ok” i reply feeling
“Hey honey, how are you doing sweetheart?” the busy lady in red says to me as a police officer walks me into a big building with almost no windows.
Before I can answer she yells a bit too loudly, “Good, Good, Good, ok so we are going to be putting you with the Johnsons foster home for now… they have other kids so that's great.. Great!.. Ok” she expects me to go with the people dressed in black suits waiting in a kidnapping car look alike. Instead I stare blankly at the wall.
She gets eager and whispers to her assistant next …show more content…
I grab Mr. fluffy and stuff him in my suitcase before i get out of the car and the man walks me to the door. When we get up to the door he hands me a piece of paper with my details on it, knocks the crooked door, and rudely walks away. I of course don't say anything because I was in shock from what I saw in front of me… an old woman who looks around the age of 2000! She opens the door and throws her cigarette at the concrete next to me, she grabs me by the arm and brings me up the gross wooden stairs, she throws me into a room where another little blond girl is drawing a picture on the wall piecefully, “Ok rat, call me Ms. Mother because i'm the only mom you will have haha!” she says like it's a joke, “Dinner is at 8, lights out at 9, don't disobey me or ELSE!” she slams the door yet to open it again and take the white clean paper from my hand then walk off. I shut the door quietly and sit on the bottom bunk of the tan bunk bed and lay my head down on the ripped pillow. “She’s mean isn’t she?” the little girl whispers to …show more content…
After the two girls run upstairs crying, its our turn. I try and make a run for it and run all the way to the couch across the room. “Oh so you're scared? Aw sweetheart it’s ok, your friend Lucy here is used to it, aren't ya Lucy honey?” she says while slapping Lucy twice. Lucy tries to deal with the pain but ends up crying and runs upstairs, i glare at the disgusting old woman and stomp upstairs. I walk into the bedroom and Lucy is packing all of her stuff into a garbage bag.
“What are you doing?” i ask still traumatized from what i had just witnessed,
“Going, I….I’m done with this, you can come with me or not but i'm leaving here at midnight tonight” she replied,
“Well if you need a place to stay we can go to my dad's beachhouse?” i say trying to calm her down,
“Ok first of all i'm 12 and your 8, i don't need your pity,” Lucy remarks rolling her eyes, “and second of all when did you become rich?”
I lie on the bunk bed and yawn, “I'm not “rich” at all, but my father was a little wealthy..”
“Mhm ok… let me think” she answers
Very confused i reply, “Think about wha..”
She interrupts me “ Since you're rich we can stay at the houses you have! Mmm.. and your father must have a what's it called…...WILL! We just have to find it”
“Umm.. Yeah.. Ok” i reply feeling