I had a dream last night and it realy inspird me, so I started another Twilight story HOP YOU LIK IT PEEPZ! :)
Chaptr 1: Awaken
I am Naomi Carlson and this is my story...
There was a loud thump and nohing else. They were coming for me again. I knew it.
I could only scream and nothing else. "AAAAAAAAARGH! NOOOOOOOO!" my roomate shouted from her dreams, always waking me up that bitch. She never thought about anyone other then herself. And I wasnt allowd to call her out on it.
I groaned and kept swirling in my dark and cold bed, then got up, because I couldnt sleep with Rachels sonic wave screaming. She stopped after a while and stopped moving, but I couldnt go back to sleep now. Thanks, asshole.
I crawled under the table and got out the losse plank, where was my secret hiding place I got out my box with all of my things inside. A forged driving license, 50 dollars, a necklace fI managed to steal back from one of the mean orphangae ladies (it ha my name on it, so I knew it was meant for me) two gums and a meat cleaver I stole from that mean perverted cook that kept touching me in all the worng places and always lusted after me. No one believed me, duh, like they will believe anything "that bitch Naomi" says. They always turned a blind eye to my problems, like when I fell into that hole next to the orphanage, no one answered my screams. Some nurses even got there and laughed at me, as did those eviol girls, who hated me because I was different. And boys, those kept calling me ugly, just because I am not the brain-dead bimbo type of girl those horny assholes prefer.
I had to stay there in the hole in that thunderstorm that came at night and try climbing owt. I couldnt manage that, but the rain filled the hole with water and I managed to swim out, completely wet and soaking, and sick of cold and flu. But did they call the doctor? Or get me into the hospital? NOOOOO, of course not. I had to make my own medicine, from the plants I found in the forest, helped only by a herb encyclopedia I managed to sneak out of the library, and experimenting wth them. Once I tasted a poisonous herb and kept vomiting for a week. And what did those bitches do? Spread a rumor that I am bulimic. And then kept mocking me, saying I was fat. Dont they have a shred of decency and know that you should help those with eating disorders? Or atleast be concerned? OF COURSE NOT! I was Naomi, to them I was nothing.
Sometimes, I am depressed, and I just dont know what to do anymore. When that happens, I look out of the window looking at stars, dreaming that I am somewhere else, that my parents are still alive, love me and take care of me...
"Bzzzt Bzzzt" my phone rang. Everyone in the orphanage already got iPhones from the social workers, but I only got som 20 years old mobile the Gorrillas in the Zoo didnt want.
I got it out and...
Hehe, cliffhanger :D Review if you want to know more, ok?
