I, Amy, am a girl who is very determined, and I'm 14. I have foster parents who are very mean to me. They hit me a lot . I have a neighbor who is the same age as me. His name is Brandon. He also has foster parents that are mean to him, but don't hit him. This is my story.
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[size=24]~Chapter 1
"I hate you!" I scream at my foster parents as they chase me up the stairs. I run in my room and lock the door. I always feel safe in my room on the second floor. I keep a fire ladder under my bed, in case i need to get out of the house.
I take the fire ladder and throw it out the window. I climb down it, and run to my neighbor, Brandons house. His room is on the bottom floor, so i just crawl through the open window.
"Hi!" I hear him say as I jump in his closet.
"Why are you in my closet?"
"Are they coming?"
Brandon leans over from his desk to peer out the window. "Nope."
"Thank goodness! They were really gonna get me that time."
"What did you do?" Brandon asked me.
"I just went outside and bumped a volleyball off the wall. ONCE!"
"How do they hear through a brick wall?"
"I don't know. All i know is they're gonna kill me once i get home."
We hear pounding on his bedroom door. Brandon pushes me back in his closet and shuts the door. I was about to yell at him but i hear my foster mom, Cynthia, talking.
"Have you seen Amy running around? Because earlier we told her we wanted to take her to dinner." LIES! I think to myself.
I hope he knows she's lying.
"No, i haven't. I'm sorry Mrs. Smith." I relax.
"Ok well if you happen to see her, Give me a ring."
"Don't worry." Brandon says smiling.
I hear her heavy footsteps moving toward the door. The closet door opens. I was really scared, but than saw it was Brandon. A look of relief came across my face.
"You're gonna have to face her soon, you know."
"Yah I know just not 'til I'm way older."
I go over to Brandon and give him a hug. "Good-bye."
"Wait what?" He asks me like I'm an idiot.
"I'm running away tonight. I have enough money. Never spent a cent of it because my parents wouldn't let me."
"YOU CAN'T RUN AWAY! Are you crazy?!?"
"If I'm crazy i would stay and get beat up....By my foster parents."
"Fine just be careful."
"Brandon, can you please come with me? I will need someone for company, and to help me. Please, Brandon please?"
"No. I can't. I have to stay here."
"Fine!" I say and crawl back out the window.
Chapter 2
As I'm packing my things, i hear someone come up the stairs. In a hurry i shove my things under the bed.
"Amy. Time to eat. Get your butt down here NOW!" My dad Bob yells.
"I'm not hungry." I yell back
Please tell me what you think so far.
( Sorry this is all i could write for now because i have to go. the second chapter will be continued next time.)