Pepper's story
One of the kids just left.
Not left left, like she died or anything, but she did get out of this dump.
We always thought Annie was lucky, her having parents and all. But whenever she talked about 'em, we were so jealous that we couldn't leave her be.
Oh well. It doesn't really matter. Annie got taken to a big la-di-dah billionaire's house for two whole weeks. For Christmas.
I haven't had a nice Christmas since I was five. That's when I came here.
Me 'n' my parents had just gone to see a movie. Since it was Christmas, the theater was cutting the prices in half, so we went to celebrate.
The movie was "Wee Willie Winkie", starring Shirley Temple. Now I can't hear her name without shuddering.
Anyways, we bought popcorn and soda pops, and then we went in to see the movie.
I thought that it was amazing. The lights, the darkness, everything.
I'd never been to a movie before. So when we left, all ahppy and bouncy, I ran out into the street. My parents ran after me, yelling for me to stop, and then to come back or go onto the other side. I was so confused, that then I just stopped in the middle, staring at them. They ran forward, not seeing the car behind them.
They tell me that they never felt anything. I wouldn't know.
We lived in a pretty bad section of town. This one to be precise. So I got sent to this stupid orphanage.
The rest of the story you can figure out on your own. Pretty much no food, odd sleeping hours, and a whole lot of work for no pay. I guess you could say that I've lived "the hard knock life".
Maybe someday a billionaire's secretary will come get me outta this dump.
Maybe.