Emma's POV

Emma Swan ...hmmm... Who I really am?

Just lost a girl in this big, unfair world.

My whole life wasn't a fairytale. I have never stayed too long at one place. Foster system isn't the best way you can grow up. But I'm not complaining, and if I do, it wouldn't change nothing.

I got used to moving, don't make troubles (but you never know with me), have no friends, people I care about. I can't make friendships, then is too hard to leave. It hurts much more and there is none reason we to hurt me more than is necessary.

But till my 18th birthdays, I'm stuck in this "circle of never ending hell". I can't change it. But one day, when I will be finally free, I will find a home, my Tallahassee.

And here I go again. Moving from one foster home to another. I lost any hope of finding happiness a long time ago.

I don't believe in family or home. It is something I never had and I never will.


My social worker, Julia, is taking me to another foster home today.

"Emma, this time, it can be different. Just give him a chance," she tries to make a dialogue.

"Okay, I will," I lie because I don't want to be disappointed again. I don't expect anyone to ever love or even want me.

"Where are we heading?" I ask.

"It's a small town in Maine called Storybrook," Julie said.

"You must be kidding me" I laugh.

"No, I'm not."

We don't speak much along the way. I spend the drive looking out the car window.

Finally, we arrive in Storybrook after two or three hours. It's a really small town, smaller than I expected.

Julia parks the car in front of small, old-looking house.

"Take your things, Emma. This is your new home now."

I mumble "ok", and do as she says. Julia rings the bell. In a minute or two, some older man opens the door.

"Hello."

"Emma, this is your new foster father Albert Spencer," Julie introduces him. "And this is Emma," she informs Mister Spencer.

"What if Mister Spencer shows you your room and you go unpack your things while we do all the paperwork?" Julie asks.

"Okay," I answer.

"Your room is upstairs; follow me, "Spencer says with a cold voice. It reminded me one He leaves me in the small room. It is really old with white walls covered with spots.

Then, there is only a bed, an old wardrobe and one window. The bed is covered by some dusty blanket. I unpack my things, but it only takes me a few minutes because I don't have much. I have few outfits, some school stuff and old baby blanket. This blanket is my greatest treasure, I don't have anything more important than this. It is from my birth parents, the only thing I have of theirs. I hid it under the pillow, so it was safe.

About half an hour later Julia calls me downstairs to say goodbye.

After she leaves, Spencer speaks up. "Dinner is ready, so sit down and start to eat." Spencer serves her some disgusting looking food, something like spinach.

"You must obey the rules in this house or you will face consequences. Do you understand me!"

I couldn't talk, if I did it would be just worse. I just nodded my head. I don't want to know that you are here, don't interrupt me. Right?" he asked.

"Right," I answer without any feelings in my voice.

"Tomorrow, your school starts, I will take you there by car. Now go to sleep!"

So I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth, then I put on my pyjamas and go to bed. I lie in bed covered in a thin blanket, my hands wrapped around my baby blanket. I start crying. I know it's ridiculous, but I can't help myself. Before, I had thought he was only another bad foster home, but something about him was telling me he is worse. I didn't know why, I just feel it. I was so tired from travelling and crying that I fall asleep.

In the morning, I get up early. I put on the school uniform I found in the corner of my bed. Knowing that the man was in my bedroom at night scares me.

I go to the kitchen for some food, but only take two slices of bread. Then I head to the dining room, where Spencer is waiting to take me to school.

"Get in the car, brat" he snaps. I do as he says. "You'll have to walk home."

Once we arrive at the school, I get out of the car. I don't know where to go so I follow one of the other students. I don't really look where I'm going and I crash to someone. I fall to the ground.

"Are you okay, kid?" some pretty woman holds out a hand to help me stand up.

"Yeah, sorry, I wasn't looking. It's my fault." I apologize.

"No, it's okay, I didn't look either. What is your name?" she asks me.

"My name is Emma. Emma Swan. I'm new in town, this is my first day in school." I tell her.

"Nice to meet you, Emma" she smiles at me. "I'm Mary Margaret Blanchard, I teach at this school. Do you need some help?"

I don't want to bother this woman, she seems to be very kind, but on the other hand, I'm totally lost. So in the end, I asked her, "Can you tell me where I can find school worker? I don't have a timetable yet."

"Yes, of course. Go to the end of the corridor and then turn left it will be on right side" she tells me.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. See you later, Emma!" and then she walks away.

It's strange, but I like this woman. She was so nice to me, I was smiling. I go to the school worker for my timetable and books.

I walk in class number 104, science.

"Hello, I'm Emma," I announce.

"Are you that new student? Please take a seat," a teacher said.

I sit in one empty seat at the back of the class.

The teacher whose name I still don't know starts to talk about water. Her characteristics and uses. I don't pay attention to him. I still feel like all of my new classmates are staring at me.

The rest of school day is boring. I don't talk to anyone. Why make friends? If I do, it is harder to leave. And I really don't want to stay here for a long time. When the bell finally rings I head out of the building. I don't want to go home, so I decide to go for a walk in the forest. It's very relaxing.

The sun is going down when I see my "home".

To Be Continued...I hope that you will like it. Please comment :D