A/N: First things first, this is set a while ago. I actually posted this ages ago, nearly 2 years ago now, but then school and college happened and I forgot all about it until now so I've rewritten it a bit. It's set not long after the show moved to Greenock. I might introduce characters from previous series, and some of the dates and things might not make sense but please just go along with it. I will probably move it along to series 10 quite quickly depending on how/where the story goes. This is my first story, and I'm not a good writer so would appreciate comments/reviews. Please let me know what you think. Lastly, thanks for reading :)
I was starting a new school today. I liked my old school, then I lost everything. The life I knew before had been taken away from me. That day, everything changed forever. I was put into care and soon moved into a new foster family. They lived in Greenock, Scotland.
I hated this family. I'm scared of them and what they do to me. I'm scared of what they'll do to me if I tell someone the truth. They said if I told anyone anything, I would regret it. I'm scared of what the consequences will be. I've only been with these people for a week, and I already know what they're like. I know the truth behind why they fostered me. They've already done so much to me.
I've learnt to take care of myself so that no one knows anything about me. No one knows my secret and I intend to keep it that way. I don't trust anyone. I can't. Had I still been in my old school then i might have shared my secret; things might have been different. I knew everyone and knew I could trust them to help me. But that all changed when I moved up here. Now I have no one. That is the worst feeling in the world. But I can't let anyone in my life, I can't tell them about my past and how i ended up in the care system with secrets i didn't want anyone to know. I would be judged and bullied. I've been through enough in the past couple of months; I don't need any more trouble.
I hate it here in Greenock, I am too far away from parents, they needed me and I needed to be there for them. I needed to be near them so that if anything happened I could be there immediately.
We were driving down the road on the way to school when I spotted a car on the opposite side of the road it had lost all control and was hurtling straight towards us. Next thing I knew, everything went black. I regained consciousness minutes later when 2 people were at the car rescuing us. I recognised them as 2 teachers from my school. Then I blacked out again.
I woke up a week later in hospital. I couldn't remember anything - how or why I was there.
The accident was a month ago. I was thrown into care, and that was when I lost it all. I lost everything, including myself.