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Ever morning I woke up in my fathers house, I got sick and threw up since I turned ten. My step-mother said it was because my room was never clean enough and the house was moldy. She kept promising that she would take me and my little brother away from my father and give us a good home where we wouldnt get sick, but she never could. When I turned eleven, my step-mother, Carla Sanchez-Pavo was murdered. My father was the main suspect in the investigation and my brother and I were places in foster care. Our first new family treated us like aliens, and the others were only worse, so by the next year, my brother Gladious and I had finally landed a good home, but I was twelve and weird things were happening at school. This guy had fallowed me from my last school. He wasn't exactly a friend, but he was nice. He was a grade behind me, but we had gym class together at our new school.
One day I came home from school and Gladious was sitting in front of the house with a backpack and coat. He was ten years old then, so I was supprised that he was home already. "What do you think you're doing here, De?" He looked scared and confused, but pointed inside. The front door was open and I could hear lots of noise coming from inside suddenly. I told Gladious to stay there and I rushed in the house to find the front rooms torn to shreds. Quickly, I grabbed on of the fire pokers from by the window where it had been left. The noise was coming from upstairs now. I flew up the stairs and what I saw only shocked me for a second. My foster mother, Jane was standing over the remains of what used to be Gladious and my bunk-bed, except she wasn't normal. Her hair looked like it'd been set on fire and her legs looked mix-matched.
"You're home eraly, Lamina Pavo. Tell me, were's that gift your mother left you?!" Jane lunged at me with speed despite her legs being slightly different langths, although her attack missed its mark and instead of hitting my sholder, she face-planted into the wall next to me. I turned and slamed the fire poker into the back of her head and tried stabbing it in her side, but it didn't penitrate. Jane recovered and tried grabbing me, but I jumpped on top of the demolished beds. She made a grab at me again, but I jumped over her and headed out the door. As I bounded around the corner and down the stairs, running toward the kitchen, I heard Jane shouting at me.
I twisted the buzzer to go off in thirty seconds because thats about how much time I guessed I had grabbed the wooden rolling pin and sprayed it with butter spray, then hid around the corner. I was just in time too, because I heard Jane walk in on her bad legs and ask me something that I didn't hear. The buzzer went off and Jane turned to look at the noise. I jumped out and hit the monster square in the face and the butter spray must have got in her eyes like I planned, because she screamed out in pain. I ran to the living room, miraculously found the car keys, ran outside and pulled Gladious into the car.
"Whats going on, Mina?" Gladious obviously hadn't heard what happened inside. "I thought Jane was taking us back to CPS." I didn't have time to explain. "Change of plans. We're going somewhere else." We peeled away from the drive way and were down the street before Monster Jane came barreling out of the house after me. She screamed something, but I couldn't hear it.