I unlock the door and press my shoulder against it and push. The door creeks open and I step inside and kick my shoes off. "Where were you?!" I sigh as Carol runs into the hall. "No note! No call! Nothing! You're gone, your bike is missing, your backpack is missing!! I thought you had run away! Where were you?!" she screeches. I resist the urge to scream and stomp off to my room. "I was at the beach with Xavier. I thought that you'd be at work all day so I didn't think I had to-" "No! That's unacceptable! How many times has this happened this summer alone? Ten? Maybe 20? That's it Carmen! You're grounded. A month."
I stare at her in disbelief. Her wild red hair is disheveled and her dark brown eyes are angry. "That's insane!" I exclaim. "It's not my fault! I'm forgetful! It was an accident! A month! That's-that's-" She raises a hand and cuts me off. "No Carmen, I don't want excuses. I want results." I'm livid. I know what's coming next. "I'm taking your laptop and stereo as well," Carol says. I can feel my hands shaking and I shove them into my pockets so Carol won't notice. "So you ground me and take my stuff when I forget to leave a note when I go out, but you don't ground Judy when she does the same?" I say as calmly as possible. Instead of sounding calm I sound hysterical. "That's different," Carol says simply. "Different!" I shout. "Different! No duh it's different! I'm gone for a couple hours while Judy, precious Judy, could be gone for days and you wouldn't take a second glance! Yeah, Carol, that it different."
I storm off to my room, ignoring Carol's shouts behind me. I slam my door as hard as I can and throw my backpack into my open closet. I want to throw myself onto my bed and cry but I also want to pace around my room and scream. She thought I had run away? Please, both her and Judy would be happy if I did. Why, out of all the foster homes in the world, did I have to be put with this family. I'm a classic Anne of Green Gables case. They wanted a boy and got me instead. They wanted someone that was a stickler for rules and got me instead. They wanted a good kid with practically no emotion and guess what, they got me instead. I kick the leg on my bed but that only makes my foot hurt.
"How could such a good day turn into such a bad one," I whisper. My anger is draining and I'm suddenly exhausted. I don't want to sleep but I feel the need for a nap. Maybe if I just sit down…
The next thing I know I'm asleep.
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