The Death Game

Chapter 10- 11 years ago

Chapter 10- 11 years ago

I woke up one early morning and ran to the kitchen to find my father and mother arguing.

"You said you'd get help!!" Mom yelled.

"I lied okay!!" My dad confessed.

"Well maybe you should get help before the divorce!"

"Please!! I didn't mean it!"

"You walked into your daughters 6th birthday party drunk!"

"I...."

"Shut it"

My mom walked over to me and smiled, "sweetie why don't you go and play"

"Mom why are you and dad arguing?"

"Oh...just a disagreement sweetie"

"Didnt sound Like that."

My mom sighed and calmly said,
"Tell you what, if you go and draw me a picture I'll bring you to get your favorite ice cream from your favorite ice cream shop!"

I was basically jumping up and down now.

"Yes!!! I'll draw something amazing!" I squealed as I ran to my room.

I sat down at my desk and got out drawing paper and started to draw a cat family.

I kept drawing until the entire page was filled up with color.

I ran out of my room with the picture, and when your a 6 year old and you drew a cat family you feel like looks amazing but is really trash, it's kinda what makes you happy.

I didn't find her so I went to their room and saw my dad asleep.

"Dad!"

I rolled him over easily but noticed he was foaming and was pale, and I quickly screamed bloody murder.

"MOTHER!!!"

I ran to the window and saw my mother walking across the street, she saw me and smiled, but just like that...a car came flying and ran her down.

"MOM NO!!!

I ran to the home phone and quickly dialed 911.

An ambulance and police showed up within a nick of time.

They told me I have to enter a foster home..

And that was the start of my foster home life.

*flashback*

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Paige, happy birthday to you!"

I blew out the candles and grinned.

"What did you wish for?"

"Nothing, I already have everything I ever wanted!"

*end of flashback*

As the tear ran down my face I cried, "mother...father.."