Adopted By O2l

the care tacker

*8 year old Skylar's pov*
I opened my eyes to see a bright light. I closed my eyes again. I opened them and adjusted my eyes to the light.

I looked around and saw I was in a hospital. I tried to sit up but layed back down because of the pounding pain in my head. I heard the door open and in came a woman and a nurse. I could tell she was a nurse because the rags. She came and stood in front of my bed
"Hello miss.Roze this is Mrs.Smith she is your new care taker." I looked day her with wide eyes
"C-care taker? Where are my parents?" The nurse side and looked at the lady and whispered something. The lady left with I now know her name is Mrs.Smith. the nurse came and sat next to me
"Hun your parents passed on your trip to Cali. You and your parents were in a car accident and it killed them. You are very lucky your alive. You hit your head. You have a severe concussion and you have memory loss." I looked at hr and nodded. She took a deal breath and stood up. She walked towards the door
"Have a good day miss.Roze."

A while later Mrs.Smith walked in. I smiled at her and she glared. Me smile dropped to a confused face. She looked at me and snapped
"You little slut! Get the hell up your fine you can come home now!" I looked at her
"B-b-but I'm n-not healed?" She laughed out loud and looked at em
"Your funny. You won't even be healed!" She forced me into a wheel chair and started to wheel me out. While we were heading out a nurse ran to us and stopped us
"Uuuh ma'm that girl isn't ready to leave she still has some healing." Mrs.Smith looked at the nurse and smiled
"Oh I'm just going to take her to a hospital closer to the orphanage." The nurse nodded and asked
"Well do you need help." Mrs.Smith smiled skittle wider
"Oh no thank you dear!" Mrs.Smith wheeled me out. When we reached her car she grabbed my arm and threw me onto the door
"Open it you bitch! Your not helpless!" I opened the door. Out of nowhere I fell. I couldn't move. There was pain all over. I started to scream. Mrs.Smiyh picked me up and threw me in the car
"You whore your fine! Drama queen you can shut the fuck up!" I scream when she slammed the door shut on my foot. She got in and started screaming
"You shut the door on my foot!" She turned around and yelled
"You British whore shut the fuck up!" She drove for 30 minutes with my foot in the door.

We got to the orphanage and out came a 13 year old. She ran over and picked me up and carried me up to a room. She opened the door and it had two beds. One with stuff on it and the other empty with a small blanket. She set me on the one with stuff on it and she looked at my foot. She sighed
"It's broken." I started to cry. She looked at my foot again and she grabbed a boot (foot cast) she put it on and gave me a pair of crutches. I used them and went over to the empty bed. I layed down and sighed.
"Get ready for hell."
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