So I am not completely sure how this story is going to work but why not I have seen plenty of other stories on here like this so why not… Here is a story about a new girl moving into Elm Tree house but with a bit of a twist. I hope you like and please review, favourite and follow!
It's funny that kids in homes are always thought of as different. Well not funny but ironic as I was bullied at the last care home for being just that. I think I deserve an award for that; it must be quite a skill. Why am I so different? Well unlike every other kid in a care home, I had parents living with me. Sounds odd right. Well it is, especially for me.
Basically there is a new type of care worker known as 'parents'. They are a couple who move into the care home and work alongside the other care workers to help the kids. They act like a mum and dad for all of them, if you felt ill or had a nightmare that's who you go to. When my mum heard about the project she couldn't sign herself up quick enough. The next week my whole life was thrown upside down and I was being moved into a care home. I hated it. Nobody liked me and I was practically forgotten by my parents. They missed my 14th and 15th birthdays. Just completely by passed them. I'm guessing my 16th is going to be forgotten too seeing as we are moving to a new home. It will all just start again. The bullying, I don't know if I can go through that hell again.
So that leads me up to now. Sat in the back of my parents work minivan, fear running though my veins. At least it was the middle of a school day that we were moving. I could have at least a day of freedom before I have to go through the kids again. That brought me a little bit of relief; I could settle in and find a place to hide in case of emergencies. My mother turns to say something to me but I just turn my iPod up and ignore the world again, just like every day of the past 3 years. I am forgotten or wishing to be.
-The home is unexpected; it doesn't look like a prison for a start. It is a large Elizabethan looking house. With bright colourful gardens and a football discarded by the door. If I let my guard down it actually looks like a suitable place to live. I can feel the energy of kids, but still my fear remains. The door slides open as I am daydreaming and a hand reaches towards me. I pulled my head phones of just time for the hand to guide me out of the van. I kind looking man is smiling at me, in a friendly caring way. Surely he isn't a care worker. But I was wrong.
"Hi there Anna, I'm Mike. The lead care worker here at Elm Tree. How about we let your parents sort themselves out and I'll show you around and show you your room."
I was frozen, my room. I had always had to be in with my parents before. Yes it was a pain when little kids came in pretty every night, but it was safe. Bullies couldn't get me there. Mike didn't even notice my panic; he just started to lead me in while talking.
"There are 13 other kids staying here. Who I'll introduce you to later. Only Rick is here now, he is the same ages as you but is on study leave for his mocks, which I presume you have already done. You'll probably meet him at lunch or at some point soon. Here is the kitchen and the lounge. Now about your room. You'll be sharing with Carmen."
"I'll be sharing? Are you sure I can't stay with my parents or in a different room?"
"Sorry, we have no rooms spare at the moment. You'll like Carmen; she is very friendly and girly."
Taking a deep breath I let out a small smile. I could do this I just had to grin and bear it.
"Okay Mike I understand. Can I see it?"
"Sure, I'll show you up stairs."
I followed Mike upstairs to a luminous pink room. I couldn't help but smile. My room used to look like this before all the moving. It brought back memories from a long time ago. Walking in me stroked the pink feather boa and the glitter necklaces hanging over the bed frame.
"I'll leave you too unpack, I'll call you down for lunch."
I nodded in agreement and watched him leave. Lying down on the bed I sighed, noticing the iPod dock in the corner of the room I plugged my iPod in and let paramour fill the room. I had been able to do that in so long. I pulled my suitcase up onto the bed and started to unpack. I hope this Carmen girl was nice. I really didn't fancy the idea of making any more enemies.