Lost Child : Whole Story (Read Introduction First)
Please Read Introduction FIRST!!!The story of a girl who lost everything when she was younger and about her cold hard life. But the something happens that will change her life forever. A fictional story written by me...I hope you enjoy it.
Chapter one
My parents are my enemies. My hatred bubbles inside me every day of every year of my tattered life, I have no hope, they have destroyed me, left me alone and deserted in some old crumbling flat.
When I was first abandoned I had no idea what was going on, I didn't care that I was alone, I should have been killed...
But instead I am still living here on my own, with no hope of returning to my past. I sit and write all the time, going for days without a break, I lose track of the time, the word doesn't mean anything to me. Sometimes I will tramp the streets looking for food. I don't fell the pain of hunger, but I know I will die without it I have never been to a proper school but have learnt things through living on the streets. Why should I enjoy this pain any longer..why??? Because I have to...
I don't miss anything about my past life, to be truthful I don't really remember anything, but although I don't fell hunger love or pain, there is an ache in my chest that has kept me going...I have felt dead...
Chapter two
...Until now. My body shook and quivered and my heart beat and thrived, and for the first time in my life I knew I wasn't just any old girl, and I would stand up for who I was, suddenly the world span erupting into flames, I screamed and everything went black.
I gasped for air, flinging myself upright, I tried to run but strong arms kept me back. I was drowning, my breathing horse and desperate, I thrashed out and rammed my fist into the closed thing, I felt pain pierce my hand and liquid seep from it. Suddenly the whole world stopped and as the pain became more and more unbearable, I knew I had finally stepped into the real world. I now knew I belonged...I was one of them now...
Chapter three
It had turned out I had been in the middle of the big Southampton fire, I had severe wound that would be with me forever, but one was bigger than all the rest...one that I knew made sense...and I knew it wasn't any old wound...
My life is different now and I feel determined and belonging. There are still a few faults in my life but I put them behind me now...now I will stand up for what I believe in...which is why I am like I am...This is why I am telling you my story...
I am that lost child...
My parents are my enemies. My hatred bubbles inside me every day of every year of my tattered life, I have no hope, they have destroyed me, left me alone and deserted in some old crumbling flat.
When I was first abandoned I had no idea what was going on, I didn't care that I was alone, I should have been killed...
But instead I am still living here on my own, with no hope of returning to my past. I sit and write all the time, going for days without a break, I lose track of the time, the word doesn't mean anything to me. Sometimes I will tramp the streets looking for food. I don't fell the pain of hunger, but I know I will die without it I have never been to a proper school but have learnt things through living on the streets. Why should I enjoy this pain any longer..why??? Because I have to...
I don't miss anything about my past life, to be truthful I don't really remember anything, but although I don't fell hunger love or pain, there is an ache in my chest that has kept me going...I have felt dead...
Chapter two
...Until now. My body shook and quivered and my heart beat and thrived, and for the first time in my life I knew I wasn't just any old girl, and I would stand up for who I was, suddenly the world span erupting into flames, I screamed and everything went black.
I gasped for air, flinging myself upright, I tried to run but strong arms kept me back. I was drowning, my breathing horse and desperate, I thrashed out and rammed my fist into the closed thing, I felt pain pierce my hand and liquid seep from it. Suddenly the whole world stopped and as the pain became more and more unbearable, I knew I had finally stepped into the real world. I now knew I belonged...I was one of them now...
Chapter three
It had turned out I had been in the middle of the big Southampton fire, I had severe wound that would be with me forever, but one was bigger than all the rest...one that I knew made sense...and I knew it wasn't any old wound...
My life is different now and I feel determined and belonging. There are still a few faults in my life but I put them behind me now...now I will stand up for what I believe in...which is why I am like I am...This is why I am telling you my story...
I am that lost child...
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