Chapter 5:
Tonya layed quiet amd motionless in her bunk. Every one else was asleep, exept for her, but she didn't mind the quiet. It was something new, compared to her old life, of screaming and pushing. She pulled out the little bag she had been able to get before she huried off into the night.
It consisted of only three things. 10 dollars, which was all she had, her diary, and an old family photo. There was A very pretty woman, in a blue plain old cotton dress, they never were very rich, but you could tell from the smile on her face they were happy. There was a man beside her, Tonya's father. He was handsome, and well built. He had clean cut hair, unlike now. "I s'pose thats what drinking can do to a person" she said under her breath. There was a little baby in her mothers arms, Marina. All that was visible were her little rosy cheeks, and large blue eyes, so full of hope it often pained tonya to look into them. Sitting on the muddy ground, caked from head to toe in dirt, were Tonya, and Race. Tonya remembered why they so dirty, as a little laugh escaped her lips. They used to get into the yard and have mud wars. It was there main event after a rainy day. Tonya decided to take out her diary and wright.
Dear Diary,
I only hope i am doing the right thing in leaving Marina with dad. I suppose Race will be a little help, and im glad to see him again. He has some girlriendf, exept she looks like a total slut to me. Her ex-boy friend, some big shot named spot is a horny bastard. I dont know who he thinks he is...oh yea the brooklyn leader. He is just so handsome though. Hes well built, and has theese gorgeous blue eyes. Oh, listen too yourself Tonya, your going after some guy when your supposed to be trying to help your sister. I don't even have a chance with him, seeing as i pushed him down a fire escape. Well i should really get to sleep, gotta sell tomarro morning, than get to my new jod as a chef. lucky me.
-Tonya
She than put her head on her pillow, and the next thing she knew, Kloppman was yelling to get up.
Tonya layed quiet amd motionless in her bunk. Every one else was asleep, exept for her, but she didn't mind the quiet. It was something new, compared to her old life, of screaming and pushing. She pulled out the little bag she had been able to get before she huried off into the night.
It consisted of only three things. 10 dollars, which was all she had, her diary, and an old family photo. There was A very pretty woman, in a blue plain old cotton dress, they never were very rich, but you could tell from the smile on her face they were happy. There was a man beside her, Tonya's father. He was handsome, and well built. He had clean cut hair, unlike now. "I s'pose thats what drinking can do to a person" she said under her breath. There was a little baby in her mothers arms, Marina. All that was visible were her little rosy cheeks, and large blue eyes, so full of hope it often pained tonya to look into them. Sitting on the muddy ground, caked from head to toe in dirt, were Tonya, and Race. Tonya remembered why they so dirty, as a little laugh escaped her lips. They used to get into the yard and have mud wars. It was there main event after a rainy day. Tonya decided to take out her diary and wright.
Dear Diary,
I only hope i am doing the right thing in leaving Marina with dad. I suppose Race will be a little help, and im glad to see him again. He has some girlriendf, exept she looks like a total slut to me. Her ex-boy friend, some big shot named spot is a horny bastard. I dont know who he thinks he is...oh yea the brooklyn leader. He is just so handsome though. Hes well built, and has theese gorgeous blue eyes. Oh, listen too yourself Tonya, your going after some guy when your supposed to be trying to help your sister. I don't even have a chance with him, seeing as i pushed him down a fire escape. Well i should really get to sleep, gotta sell tomarro morning, than get to my new jod as a chef. lucky me.
-Tonya
She than put her head on her pillow, and the next thing she knew, Kloppman was yelling to get up.