chapter 9

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I slowly opened my eyes and saw that man and women talking,

“I’m afraid she lost her memory” she said to him, the man was expressionless he just nodded.

“Can I take her home now” he asked, she nodded, they saw me and I started to panic again,

“Scarlett, don’t worry, were not going to hurt you, I’m a doctor and this is your foster father Fred he takes care of you, you were in a accident with your foster mother and you survived” she said, what accident,

“You’re going to go home now okay”  the women said,

5 YEARS LATER

I woke up panting, that same dream the day I lost my memory, the day I came back home to a monster, I woke up by freezing cold ice pouring on me “happy early birthday” Fred sneered at me, he hated me cause I apparently should have died and not his wife Kat, but who is Kat, I don’t remember that’s what I hate, he kicked me a couple of time and gave me a new bruised face, as soon as he left, I had a quick shower, I looked in the mirror seeing a pale girl who looked like a ghost, purple bruises covered her face, her purple eyes lost and lifeless,  I walked to school limping silently and walked into school, somebody shoved me onto the floor

“Watch were you’re going em?..what kind od person has purple eyes oh yeah you freak” a girl sneered at me,

I had no friends, there was nobody I could I trust they would only back stab you, lessons passes and I would be pushed around like a ragdoll, the worst thing was we had PE and we played dodge ball, everybody aimed it at me and laughed whilst I crawled to the bench, the teacher even sniggered, as soon as school finished I start to go back home, I saw one of the cheerleaders and started to quickly limp away.  she accidentally pushed me into the mud, the worse thing it was raining, Fred was going to yell at me, once I go home, I was fully drenched, Fred saw me and saw ym clothes, he yelled at me and kicked me a couple of times, he was stopped from the doorbell,

“get up stairs” he said grumpily, I didn’t have to protest, I ran upstairs I winced at my leg, I peered through the window and saw a couple of guys in there twenties, I didn’t hear much,

“Scarlett……hear…” a boy said

“No they moved out” Fred” said nicely putting an act on

The boys left and by their faces they didn’t looked convinced, one looked up and saw me, oh no, he pointed to the others they looked up but I moved away quickly, After they left I heard the door slam, it was Fred, I walked carefully downstairs hand washing my uniform, and grabbing something to eat, all of a sudden I heard footsteps and I rushed upstairs quickly, if Fred saw me, I would’ve been dead by now. I went under my duvets and went to sleep, I was given a bed luckily in case the social workers come, and which was I was completely grateful for.

“GET UP” Fred yelled pouring a colds water along with ice on me, I shivered from the coldness, “happy birthday” he said smiling a sadistic smile, he got a knife out and stabbed it my leg and scraped it on my arm which made blood gushing out, he laughed and walked out, I got changed into my clothes they weren’t dried, but they were doable, I wrapped a cloth around my leg and arm, once I got to school, it was like a routine I have go to school get bullied go home get hurt, I sighed, I was walking up the stairs limping and wincing, a gang of people started to discuss something and one of them pushed me so I fell down the stairs, my head started to bleed so  I went to the nurses office and stayed there for the whole day, she asked about the bruises but I refused to speak, As soon as the bell rang  I gave her a quick ‘thanks’ and ran out then being stopped by jocks, they smirked, somebody picked me up about to throw me in the bin, but somebody yelled at them, my leg and arm was really stinging, they let go of me and I fell hard on the floor, I saw the boys run. HUH!

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