A/N This chapter will seem boring but i promise you the next one will be much more exciting
Hey, you know whenever you get really mad and then your parents or whoever says it could be worse; well they are RIGHT it could be worse, you could be me. I'll start at the beginning; my name, Maddy Karlen, Maddy, not Madeline, Maddy. I was put in an orphanage when my dad disappeared and my mom started drinking a lot and started um… well abusing me. And the authorities put me here where really next to this a ratty old cardboard box would get a five star rating. Anyway I was born on February 29, 2000. I know weird right? But then again my whole life is weird. So of course this being an orphanage and all it's not exactly a fairytale castle and I'm not exactly a princess. Basically you just heard my whole pathetic life in a nut case.
Flash Forward
As of one week I turn 13, in fact I even got an early birthday present; a face full of toilet water. Here all they give you for your birthday a crummy plastic toy that breaks within five seconds of you touching it. But as it turns out there was a special field trip planned today to the history museum. By the way I forgot to mention, I'm a total nerd. So unlike everyone else I was actually looking forward to this. When we got to the busses that were going to take us to the museum I ended up sitting in the same seat as my mortal enemy; Elena. I began to switch seats but Elena grabbed my arm and pulled me back "Listen loser, I don't want to sit next to you anymore than you want to sit next to me but do really wanna' get stuffed into a closet for the rest of the day?" she practically hissed at me. I stared at her, but finally sighed and slumped back into the seat that would be my sitting place as I suffered through 30 minutes of TORTURE. My eyes lit up as we pulled up in front of a dusty building. When we got off of the bus the teachers started saying STUFF about sticking together, which went in one ear and out the other. The inside of the museum was much better than I had expected. As I stared at a plaque above a skull a stranger, bumped into me usually I would be very suspecting but I was too busy reading about sucking peoples brains out through their nostrils to care. Sadly we did eventually have to leave. When we got back we were allowed to eat one piece of stale toast as hard as bricks and drink a glass of milk that wasn't at all white. Then we were given one hour of 'free time' where we could do whatever we wanted as long as we were quiet – you'd be amazed how many kids can find nothing to do when you take away the factor of noise. Instead of talking with my friends – which I had none of by the way – I took out the pamphlet they were giving out at the museum, but in its place was a circular object with a stick going through the middle of it. It was also hung on a chain – and I would have worn it but an orphanage is no place for things you like to be out in the open, unless of course you want to get them stolen – so to calm my curiosity I spun the rod in the middle and put it back in my pocket. I wondered how I acquired this object. All of a sudden I remembered the stranger at the museum and gasped. He did it; now that one question was out of the way so many new were laid down on the table. Did he do it on purpose? Was it an accident? Did he mean to give it to me? Will he try looking for it? Etc…. By the time I was done listing all my questions in my head it was time to get into bed. Right before I fell asleep I took out the necklace, but the odd thing was that the rod in the middle was still spinning.