I Feel Lucky
Notes: This is a Bunheads story. I don't own Bunheads because if I did Boo would be with Charlie and Ginny and Josh would've never split. Sam is an OC, along with Sean.
Hi. I'm Samantha Miles. Otherwise known Stinky Girl. I'm 15. I'm homeless. My mom's death sort've cause me to turn my awful life around and get an education. I'm still homeless, but I attend school. My mom was drug addict, an alcoholic, she was legally blind, she was schizophrenic. I live on my own and am an only child. My best friend is Sean Talbot.
I loved my mother so much. She was a drug addict, she was an alcoholic, she was legally blind, and she was schizophrenic. But I never forgot that she loved me. Even if she did. All the time. All the time... All the time. My story starts in a rundown apartment. My mother ran out of the room, screaming at me because we had no money again. She accused me of stealing it. But she'd spent it all so she could put IT in her arm, so I could starve. I was hungry, I was dirty, and I was probably struggling with depression. I cut myself, I burned myself. I was 9. She eventually threw me across the room. Dad just sat watching wheel of Fortune. When Child services removed me, my mom had overdosed so bad she was sent to the nuthouse. I went there eventually too. I was in there for 6 years. My grandparents took me in, but that ended in blood because my grandfather beat me worse than my dad ever had. I ran away. The night I ran was my 15th birthday. It was also the night my mom died. Alcohol poisoning. I took to the streets and lived a wild life of shoplifting, stealing and knives. Child services found me again and placed me in a correctional facility. There, I found my way and returned with a new perspective: Get educated. Realize my dreams. And one of those dreams was to be a dancer.