Chapter 2
"It's raining again" sighs Isabella as she sits by the window. I think I'll go right in my diary i ran upstairs to get my diary and sat on my bed and started righting to my only friend.
"Dear diary
it's finally my birthday I'm eight years old today i wish mummy loved me like other mums did but she doesn't and i don't understand what i have done to upset her. Well i should go and start her dinner. Speak to you later best friend (PS happy birthday to me ...)"
I'm standing in the kitchen wen mum comes crashing through the door shouting and i scared so badly of what she will do to me today. "Isabella where are you? You better be making my dinner you useless BRAT!" I better answer her before she gets even madder, "yes Rene I'm almost finished". "You better be I'm hungry." she yells at me, I hurry and dish it up hopeful it's done to her likening and she will let me go back up to my room. But with my luck I trip on a chair and her food lands on her lap she screams and gets up and makes her way towards me. "You stupid little brat you will pay for that!" just then she slaps me round the face and then kicks me. After she has finished she tells me to get out of her sight, I run up stairs carefully because I'm in so much pain.
When I get to my room I lay on my bed and cry, I hear her leave a few minutes later," I wish someone would take me away from here.". I sigh and get up and decided to go into the back garden to day dream for a little while.
I have just sat down and now I feel like someone is watching me "who's there?" I ask someone walks out of the shadow towards me and for the first time in my life I feel safe.
Who are they? What do they want? I don't know. I still can't see them but I do note it's a man and he has blond hair and what make me slightly on edge are the bright red eyes.
He holds out his hand and tells me not to be afraid that he has come to help me and for some reason I trust him so I take his hand and hope that I have made the right choice.