Chapter 2:
Waking up, I realized that I had fallen asleep on the couch that night. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. It was only now that I realized that my skin felt like it was on fire and I had a massive head ache that made me cringe when I attempted to sit up. In doing so, I sprinted to the bathroom to empty out the contents of yesterday.What was wrong with me? I wasn't feeling sick yesterday, so what's wrong with me? I can't be pregnant, I'm still a virgin. Gah why me?! Why?! I have a full day of work, that is if I don't pass out first. Damn it this headache is killing me. I look up into the mirror above the sink and see that my complexion is a sickly pale almost as if I were a corpse; my hair was mangled and damp in places, I was sweating as if I had run a marathon.
With no one to take care of me, I was on my own. Ma had abandoned me when I was young, stating that I was some demon child and that I should have died when I was born and all I've been to her was a nuisance to her and her family. That's why we never spoke. And pa well… Pa was frightened of what they had created, so left Ma to take care of me, but Ma had enough so that's why she abandoned me. When I came to live with gran, I felt wanted but even she was slightly fearful of me and my fate, I was warned by her to never trust anyone and to watch my own back. When gran died, I felt sad, that I had no one left. The day of grans funeral was the worst, not only was I hated by the rest of my family, but I was excluded.The words that were said to me went along the lines of…
Woman 1: Is she still alive?!
Man1: I can't believe she had the nerve to show up.
Couple: I feel sorry for what her parents had to go through.
Man 2: She's probably the reason why Olivia died.
Woman 1: Disgraceful child.
Woman 2: Disgusting.
Child: Mommy is she a bad person? *child looks up at his mother*
Mother of child: Yes dear, its better we don't make eye contact.
That day, after the funeral I received insults and looks of pity. I ran out crying. I was only a child and yet I was treated as an outsider.No one.No one cared, and I surely would have died if it hadn't been for a stranger that helped me out. This stranger sent me to a foster home where I eventually grew up and left to live in my own apartment. Ever since then I had wondered why that stranger helped me. I can still remember…..
Stranger: Are you lost little lady?
Child Amity: U-umm
Stranger: It appears that you are *smiles*
Child Amity: Um no, I'm not…. I'm not lost.
Stranger: Then where are your parents? Hmm
Child Amity: My Parents….. They're not here right now.
Stranger: I saw you just now that was your last relative. Here's what you're going to do ok, I'm going to send you to foster parents where you will grow up and live a happy life and soon I shall come and find you and when I do…. Well, let's just say we'll be able to see each other again. Don't forget that your destiny serves a purpose, you are extremely important so remember what I've just told you ok.
Child Amity: You talk a lot for only someone I've just met.
The stranger then smiles and takes me to a foster home. The stranger nods to the two people, exchanges a few words then leaves. I watch this person disappear into the distance. I then face my new foster parents; they start to mumble about something before turning their attention to me.
Foster Father: Well come on in.
Foster Mother: Yes we're pleased to meet you.
FF: Yes we've been expecting you.
FM: Certainly. Perhaps she is tired.
FF: Perhaps, but she would have passed out by now.
FM: Not impossible, but not yet that it may become possible.
Child Amity: I'm still here.
FM: She spoke.
FF: Yes indeed she did, perhaps we best consult it with 'HIM'
They continue to talk over me, so I just give up and sit down and watch them talk over one another. So shall we take you on a tour around the house, my attention is now directed towards them. I agree and we walk around the house. For the rest of the years I lived there I put up with them until I could leave and break contact with them.
