My Chemical Romance: Like a blade you stain
Chapter 1: Moving On
Okay, this character has been involved in a lot of my stories. She is based on me but I don't look that, well I can dream can't I!
SPOV
I walked up the dark stairs banging my suitcase behind me. My name is Sam, I am fourteen years old and I have been chucked out my house just because my step-father thinks that there is no space for a goth in our family. My mum didn't mind she liked me no matter who I was.
I didn't want to be escorted to my room. I could look after myself. They put me in a care home ten miles away from home.
I walked in the room. It was big but very plain, Only a bed, Bedside cabinet and a wardrobe. I felt like I was gonna cry but I have never cried since I was six years, I try to cry but its like my mind is telling it's not sad enough. I then saw a mirror inside my wardrobe. I looked at my self. Black jeans, Paramore hoodie, Black knee high boots how many people look like me? Exactly! I looked at my face. Pale like a vampire, Thick eyeliner, eyeshadow covering my eye like I had skeleton eyes (Like on x-rays what your eyes look like on there. My hair was as black as night, side fringe covering my right eye completely and I had my usual long plaits.
After unpacking...
I stayed up there I wasn't hungry when times like this come. Nobody came up to feed me they obviously seen this happen before. I then put my Paramore strapy top on and my black shorts on. I turned the lights and lay in my bed. I never sleep I just feel comfortable and calm in the darkness. School tommorow great.