Helga : A new Family

Helga sat down on the steps listening to the police question her mother. She was still in shock. She wasn't even aware her parents had a gun in the house. But they did. And she never thought, in her wildest dreams, that her mother would use it on Bob! The ambulance had taken him out about 15 minutes earlier, and the police were trying to get Miriam to talk. A woman dressed in a suit came over to her. She had a name badge on her and alot of perfume, wildfire, she thought as it hit her nose.

"Hello Helga, my name is Heather, I'm a social wor-"

"Yeah whatever" Helga said and got up.

"Where are you going?" heather asked.

"Phoebes" and with that she walked out the door letting the door slam behind her.

She walked slowly with her head down thinking. This couldn't be a good thing, she thought, walking to phoebes. Social workers? Definitely a bad thing.

"Helga!" she heard someone yelling out to her. She turned to see Heather. She sighed. Why was this lady following her? Couldn't she see Helga wanted to be left alone? Obviously not cause the heather kept following her. Helga stopped and looked at the lady. "Helga, you really need to come with me," she said reaching out he hand.

"I'm 15 lady, I don't need someone holding my hand" Helga snapped. The lady pulled her hand back and stood up to her full height. But that wasn't going to intimidate Helga. She had spent 15 years in a house with her father.

"Come on" heather said and turned around. Helga debated taking off. Just running and stopping when she needed a breather.

"Where?" Helga asked.

"To a proper home". Helga gave in. She wasn't wearing running shoes anyway...

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"And we're off!" Mark, the other social worker told them. Helga just sat with her arms folded across her chest glaring out the window.

"So where are we going?" she asked.

"It's a lovely place. Used to be a boarding house although they tend to take children in now instead of adult boarders. Says children are easier to work with. Or at least that's what Phil says" he laughed. Helga went dead pale. Boarding house? Phil? Heather noticed and asked if she was OK.

"Of course I'm not OK!" she yelled and went back to looking out the window.

"They have a grandson nam-" Mark started. Helga finished his sentence.

"Arnold, yeah I know." She said, feeling her stomach sink. 'Just as I was starting to get over him to' Helga thought and sighed. After elementary she ended up at an all girls school. She hadn't kept in touch with anyone from ps118. She didn't see any point. Rhonda and Lila had attended the school with her, so she hung around with them. Their group got bigger slowly. Helga hoped she could remain in that school. She needed her friends.

"Here we are" mark chirped. 'He must get a buzz outta this' she thought as she hoped out of the car. 'Taking kids from their parents and putting them in a home'.

"I'll still be going to the same school right?" was her last question as they walked up the steps.