(a/n: This story is much longer like I said. There are going to be new
people in this chapter. Lily is 5 and Petunia is around 14.)
(Disclaimer: Lily and Petunia are JKR's. The other people in this chapter are mine.)
***July 2nd
"Lily. Get up! We have to go," wispered Petunia to a sleeping 5 year old me."Lily.Come on!" Petunia shook me.
"What?" I wined rubbing her eyes.
"We are going to visit Aunt Sophie and Uncle Jared," said Petunia grabbing a bunch of my clothes and stuffing them into my bookbag.
"Ok. I wanted to see Auntie Sophie and Uncle Jared," I said excitiedly.
I jumped out of her comfy crayon bed and ran to my dresser. I pulled on a pair of holey jeans and a faded shirt."Lets go!"
Petunia and I walked quietly down the stairs. We opened the door and walked out unto the front porch. Daddy had spotted us through the window. He ran down the stairs and grabbed me."Let me go!" I yelled starting to cry. I may be small, but I sure can scream. Everyone on the block opened their windows just in time to see my father grab me by my long,red braides.
The guy next door ran over to me and Petunias aid. He pushed my father, then grabbed me and Petunias hands and walked us over to his house. From there he called Child Welfare, then two very nice ladies came and took us to a big building, were we stayed for about a month.
During that month Petunia was questioned many times about our parents. I was too young to understand then.
That month was one of the best times in my life. I got away from all the abuse of my father, plus I got to play with all kinds of kids my age.
I remember one day out of them all. I was playing with a girl named MJ. We were playing dress-up. While I was putting on my princess dress MJ noticed my necklace.
"Where did you get that?" Asked MJ.
"My sister." I replied.
"It is very pretty. Can I try it on?"
"Sure," I agreed grabbing the buckle on my chain. Something strange happened when I tried to take if off. I got a burning feeling in my forehead. I couldn't take it off, "sorry MJ, I can't take it off."
"Really? That is scary," said MJ starting to cry.
"It ok," I smiled trying to make her feel better.
I know, I know. I'm not much like a kid, but then again I was abused and I had to grow up before my time.
After our month in the children home, we were made to go live with our Aunt and Uncle.
Our life was pretty good after that. We had a loving home. Nice friends.
My best friend was a girl who lived across the street named Kristen. She had brown hair and blue eyes. We both went to Sandy Shore Elementary school.
One day in September I got a rather weird letter.
(Disclaimer: Lily and Petunia are JKR's. The other people in this chapter are mine.)
***July 2nd
"Lily. Get up! We have to go," wispered Petunia to a sleeping 5 year old me."Lily.Come on!" Petunia shook me.
"What?" I wined rubbing her eyes.
"We are going to visit Aunt Sophie and Uncle Jared," said Petunia grabbing a bunch of my clothes and stuffing them into my bookbag.
"Ok. I wanted to see Auntie Sophie and Uncle Jared," I said excitiedly.
I jumped out of her comfy crayon bed and ran to my dresser. I pulled on a pair of holey jeans and a faded shirt."Lets go!"
Petunia and I walked quietly down the stairs. We opened the door and walked out unto the front porch. Daddy had spotted us through the window. He ran down the stairs and grabbed me."Let me go!" I yelled starting to cry. I may be small, but I sure can scream. Everyone on the block opened their windows just in time to see my father grab me by my long,red braides.
The guy next door ran over to me and Petunias aid. He pushed my father, then grabbed me and Petunias hands and walked us over to his house. From there he called Child Welfare, then two very nice ladies came and took us to a big building, were we stayed for about a month.
During that month Petunia was questioned many times about our parents. I was too young to understand then.
That month was one of the best times in my life. I got away from all the abuse of my father, plus I got to play with all kinds of kids my age.
I remember one day out of them all. I was playing with a girl named MJ. We were playing dress-up. While I was putting on my princess dress MJ noticed my necklace.
"Where did you get that?" Asked MJ.
"My sister." I replied.
"It is very pretty. Can I try it on?"
"Sure," I agreed grabbing the buckle on my chain. Something strange happened when I tried to take if off. I got a burning feeling in my forehead. I couldn't take it off, "sorry MJ, I can't take it off."
"Really? That is scary," said MJ starting to cry.
"It ok," I smiled trying to make her feel better.
I know, I know. I'm not much like a kid, but then again I was abused and I had to grow up before my time.
After our month in the children home, we were made to go live with our Aunt and Uncle.
Our life was pretty good after that. We had a loving home. Nice friends.
My best friend was a girl who lived across the street named Kristen. She had brown hair and blue eyes. We both went to Sandy Shore Elementary school.
One day in September I got a rather weird letter.