FEVER
By aka-rebel-licious
WHEN IT STARTED
It all started when I entered kindergarten. I was the most popular person in school. Literary, the whole school even the sixth graders wanted to hang out with me. I mean how cool is that. I don't know how I became the most popular kid, but who cares. I get every thing I always wanted.
School was fine, but it was going home that was the problem. I hated my home. My brother and sister always fought. My parents didn't care to give them attention, because they were to busy living a high school life. They did drugs and alcohol. Well, you could say I have a pretty messed up family.
I would always sneak out of the house, and they wouldn't even notice. There was a river really close to my house. I would always walk there with a sleeping bag, water, snacks, and money. That money I stole from my parents. Of course they would notice. They need that money to buy drugs. It would get dark, I would try to fall asleep but I cant. I kept having thoughts about my parents beating up Rainaye, my sister who is 11 at the time, and Jeremy, my brother who is 14 at the time. I couldn't have that thought anymore. So I head back home. Everyone is asleep. I went to the only clean room, my bedroom, and slept perfectly through the night.
The next morning I got up and went to school to have breakfasts. That smile began to smile a perfectly great smile. My face looked happy but on the inside, broke off all the noise in my head.
I couldn't hear anything. But suddenly, why did I hear my mother's voice? I turned around, there was my dad, mom, and Rainaye, all staring at me like I did something wrong. My dad started to force me to get up, and then pushed me back to the floor again. He said, "Why! Why did you steal my money?" I was helpless. I really wanted someone to help me then, but all people could do was stare. All I could do is just sit there stupidly. A tear came down my face, and everybody started laughing and saying, "Cry Baby! Cry Baby! Wah, Wah, Wah!" My dad said to me, "You're causing a me a big scene!" My dad was about to slap me but this guy from behind my dad stepped forward and grabs his arm and says, "You're not allowed to abuse your children." From that moment, I thought my hero. I wiped my tears and was going to go with that man that protected me. My dad grabbed his shoulder and was about to punch him in the face, but the guy was too fast for the guy. My dad said, "You have no right to take my kid away!" The guy then replied, "You're right. We are going to have to take all your kids away."
Jeremy, Rainaye, and I were at the police station. Our parents were in jail, and they took us to counseling. I didn't know what counseling was, but it seemed boring like school. I couldn't wait to get out of here so we could go off on our own.
We went inside, and we all sat on this long, very soft, comfortable couch. Jeremy said, "So is this where we are going to live from now on?" I got confused. I replied, "I thought we're gonna go home and live there." The counselor, Mrs. Tringula, said, "No, this is a counseling room, and you can not live on you own until you are 18 or older. You will need a responsible adult. We will decide where you are going to live later. So tell me about yourself. Anything that you care to share?" We talked and talked. It was 8:30pm. Mrs. Tringula said, "Okay, I understand. Here's what I'm going to tell you. Lets go to sleep and we could talk in the morning. Especially you, Carnathia, you need some sleep. You're only in kindergarten. You will need plenty of rest.
As Mrs. Tringula led us to the door, she said, "Mr. Quitney will take care of you now." Turning to the other people in the waiting room, she called, "Mrs. And Mr. Ter?" A couple walked past us into the room with Mrs. Tringula. Mr. Quitney came with his son, Dylan. I ran up to Mr. Quitney hugged him on the leg with a huge smile on my face and said, "What's your name?" I recognized him, because he protected me. How can you ever forget someone who protected you? He replied, "My name is Mr. Quitney, I'm glad that you are feeling a lot better. This is my son Dylan. You remember him right? He's in the same class as you." I turned to Dylan and said, "You have the coolest dad ever!"
We soon drove to this super huge house and when we went inside we saw a whole bunch of other kids. He then led us into this room with three bed, three dressers, three desks, a couch, and more. He said, "You will be living here until we figure things out. You sleep, do your homework, and basically hang out here. You could only hang out here if you keep this room clean. Adults will be checking in everyday to make sure this room is clean. If it's not then you only get to sleep and do homework in here. There is a kitchen down the hall. You get served breakfast, lunch and dinner. You will get a card everyday at breakfast. On that card is three boxes. Those boxes will be marked for getting snacks. You are only allowed to get snack three times a day. So use it wisely. I will be back in the morning to pick you guys up for school. Now remember, get some rest. Goodnight." He left. We jumped onto our beds and lay down. A woman came into our room, introduced herself, and told us she would be taking care of us until we leave. After that short talk, our telephone rang. The woman, Juhnila, picked up the phone and said, "Dinner's Ready!"
A week later we decided to stay with Mr. Quitney. He let us. I was so excited. We each got our own rooms, and the house was huge. It was like a mansion. Although, it wasn't as big as the other house. Mr. and Mrs. Quitney made us feel very welcome. They treated us like their kids, the opposite of my parents. Dylan and I bonded really well, Jeremy and Rainaye bonded really closely, Rainaye and I bonded like always, which is good, Rainaye and Dylan are nice and never fight although they aren't really that close, and Jeremy and Dylan are like buddies, but rarely talk because they are so far in age just like me and Jeremy.
One night I was sleeping and all a sudden I felt pain in my chest. I felt like I was missing someone, but I don't know who. I couldn't fall asleep. I kept thinking of my parents. How can I miss them after how horrible they treated me? I finally fell asleep at two o'clock in the morning.
I woke up with dark circle, a headache, and a sore throat. I was brushing my teeth when there was flash backs in my head. There was a dark black alley. There was a man and women standing side by side with black suits on. I walked into that alley for a short cut. I fell underground into this basement. The man and woman appeared again. They said you will never be able to live a life again. You have betrayed us. So now you will be betrayed. I got closer to them and realized they were my parents. Just when I was about to take their hands and say I'm sorry, they disappeared. I got freaked out. I started to run the other way, but then something interrupted my flash back. It was Mrs. Quitney. Mrs. Quitney said, "Carnathia, are you okay?" I replied, "Yes, I'm fine. I was just trying to remember a flash back." Mrs. Quitney said, "Remember only the good things, let the bad ones go. Okay? If you need anything, just call for me, or our maid Paola." She left. I flew in outer space again, and those flash back came back.