I decided to post this story I came up with!
Here is a longer summary:
Alex Parker is a thirteen-year-old girl who lives at the Port Townsend Children's Foster Home in Port Townsend, Washington. School has just let out for the summer and Alex decides on one thing: to escape. She can't take the foster home anymore. At night, she leaves her old life behind in search for a new one. After a long travel, Alex ends up in Forks. But what will happen when she runs into the Cullen Family?
Author's Note: I do not own Twilight. Twilight and all of the characters are the creation of Stephenie Meyer. No copyright infringement is intended.
P.S.- The town of Port Townsend exists, but the foster home does not. :)
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It was Friday, June 12th, 2009. Today would be the day that I escaped.
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I stepped off the bus that afternoon with my best friends Kari and Emi. Today was Kari's and my last day of school at Blue Heron Middle School in Port Townsend, Washington. Kari was giddy and bounded down the stairs of the bus, her long blond hair flowing behind her. We were done with middle school and come next fall we would be freshmen at Port Townsend High School. Emi was only a sixth grader, though, so she had two more school years at Blue Heron. Everyone was relieved that they were finally done with another school year. But the school year
coming to a close made me anything but happy. It's not that I was going to miss my school. I didn't like school because it was really boring. It meant that I was going to be stuck at home.
It technically wasn't home, but it was as close as I was going to get. The thing that
made Kari, Emi, and I so close was that we all lived together at the Port Townsend Children's Foster Home. Located on 19th Street, this was where foster children from the neighborhood and surrounding areas could live and hopefully be taken in by a loving home. But that's all crap. I haven't met a single person in that place that has been taken in to a home. The only way people left was when they went to college, if they went to college. Most of the graduates got jobs at 16 and continued with those jobs to make ends meet and find a place to live.
We climbed the stairs and opened the doors to the building.
"Backpacks in your trunks, now. Rip off or remove the names of your school papers and RECYCLE them", Mrs. Grimweld barked. Mrs. Grimweld was a worker at the foster home. She is in charge of the children and she is one of the most nastiest people I have EVER met. I have never seen her smile. She was constantly barking orders at everyone and she was not the one to turn to for advice.
Kari, Emi, and I shared a room with two other soon-to-be sophomore girls, both
fifteen. Kari and I are fourteen, while Emi is twelve. The older girls get the back rooms of the girls' floor with doors to give us more privacy. The room had dull white walls and scratchy navy blue carpet. There were five beds, one for each of us, that had white headboards and blue duvets with white sheets and pillows. Kari had a heart shaped pillow embroidered with her name on her bed. It was a gift from her grandmother who passed away when she was barely one. Emi had a knit
blanket that she came here with. The five of us each had our own trunks where we kept out clothes, school stuff, and other belongs.
I was staring into my trunk, waiting for everyone to leave. The two freshmen girls left when we came into the room, but Kari and Emi seemed to be waiting for me.
"You coming, Alex?" Kari asked me.
"Be down in a few," I replied. The girls shut their trunks and left the room.
As soon as they left, I emptied my backpack of all my school crap. I stuffed a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, a long shirt, one of my two pairs of pajamas, underwear, the forty eight dollars I had saved up, and my Teddy Bear Pookie. It was the only item that proved I actually had parents. I zipped up my backpack and put it back in my trunk, shutting the lid.
The rest of the day seemed to be a blur. I sat with Kari and Emi and watched TV, not really paying attention to the people on screen. Then, we were eating our usual spaghetti dinner. Although, today we actually had rolls with our spaghetti. I guess they were actually rewarding us for being done with school. Now the ladies who worked here had to see us every day. I'm sure they were NOT happy the school year was over.
Before I knew it, it was bedtime.
The little kids go to bed at 8:30, lights out right away. All the rest of the kids, sixth grade and up, had to be in their rooms by 9:30, lights out by 10:15, school night or not.
"You alright, Alex? You've been acting very weirdly today..." Emi said.
"I'm fine. Just tired," I replied. "Good night you guys." I was
holding back tears. If I cried, they would KNOW something was up.
"'Night," they replied in unison.
I realized I was saying good night to them probably for the last time.
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I silently opened the front door of the foster home and closed it as quietly as I could. It was about one in the morning. Not a soul was awake or outside. I had a long journey god only knows where ahead of me, so I thought I would get an early start. Besides, I didn't want anyone to find me. Before I snuck out, I had packed my toiletries. I had to wait until every was asleep to pack those. If I didn't, it would kinda make it obvious that I was planning something.
I turned around and looked at the Port Townsend Children's Foster Home. I would miss Kari and Emi with all my heart. Leaving them was hard. I had known them all my life. I couldn't tell them I was leaving because they would beg me not to go. But this was for my own good. I couldn't be stuck in this place any longer. I needed to see the world outside of me that I have never seen before. I needed to find a loving home. Sighing, I turned my back on the only home I ever had, hoping to find a new one.
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