I never knew my parents , my family or where I come from .
Nobody wanted me not even an orphanage would keep me longer than a year Because apparently i'm a freak , i'm strange .All I know was that Ive been moved from orphanage to orphanage since I was born .
and abnormal .
I'm moved frequently because strange , unexplainable things happen to people around me when I'm angry . The worst thing that had ever happened was one time a boy and some of his friends pulled my hair , teased me and used to push me until one time I got so angry I was fueled with rage and then I blacked out and then woke up a minute later to
the owner of the orphanage screaming at me calling me a freak and wishing I had never came to her orphanage .When I looked around to see what made her scream at me so hatefully the scene before me filled me with shock and a bit of satisfaction. The boy that teased me was wailing and rolling around on the ground in pain ..That was the last orphanage I was in and obviously I got kicked out and I'm now on my way to a new one .
"We are here " announced stepping out of the car door .I breathed out a huff and grabbed my small tattered bag that held a few of my possessions .
When I opened the car door the cold winter air nipped at my skin .Shivering I slammed the car door shut and gazed around at my surroundings . The orphanage was dull .It was a very large grey brick building . There was large black iron gates surrounding the orphanage and a cobbled driveway leading up to some large stone steps connected to the building .
When I opened the car door the cold winter air nipped at my skin .Shivering I slammed the car door shut and gazed around at my surroundings . The orphanage was dull .It was a very large grey brick building . There was large black iron gates surrounding the orphanage and a cobbled driveway leading up to some large stone steps connected to the building .
Standing there for at least five minutes shivering in the cold awaiting 's return I gazed up at the windows and seen an outline of a boys figure but he soon turned away and left his place at the window .Soon my gazing was interrupted by coming back down the steps and getting into the car .
"Have a nice life " Ms .Murphy sneered at me sarcastically before the car moved and drove off .
I watched the car drive down the cobbled road and eventually leave my sight .
Heaving a sigh I turned around to find a woman that looked around fifty years old staring at me with the same look use to give me ,and I knew at that moment that had told this woman of my " abnormalities " and she hates me already .
I walked up the steps to her and stared at her while her eyes swept up and down my body ,Examining me .
" Right then , follow me child " She sneered looking at me in disgust . She started walking up the corridors past rooms where the other children are staying ,somewhere playing , somewhere staring curiously at me and some where glaring .
She kept on walking until finally reaching a staircase and the both of us climbed up it .
The corridor we finally reached was so empty and quiet it looked abandoned . " Heres your room , dinners at six in the canteen " She turned and walked away until she turned back around suddenly .
"Incase your wondering , freaks like you deserve to be on there own , I don't want you to effect the other children " . She stuck her nose in the air and then pranced away back on down the staircase .
I felt my eyes glaze over with un fallen tears and I could feel myself about to break down until I heard
"Don't cry , crying is for weak people "
My eyebrows flew up in shock and I twirled around to face the owner of the voice .