The Girl With No Home. by Ashley Lobdell (romantic novels to read .txt) 📕

"I'm sorry but you can't see him anymore". when I heard those words it felt my world was crashing apart around me. "what do you mean?" I said. "he's not a good influence on you with his useing and stuff. Its just not healthy for you to be around." I started to cry, what do they know about my dad. I love him and i think it's perfectly healthy for me to be around my dad, hes my dad for christ sake. "what do you know" I mummbled, "you work for DCF as far as iv seen and expirenced you tare familys apart." Sherry my DCF workers huffes "sorry Ashley whats said is done". " do I at least get to say goodbye?" She waits a minute before answering "yes".

On the ride to my dads i think about how he's going to react to all this, I can't see my dad fall apart he's losing his baby girl, and I'm losing my daddy. When we get there I sit in the car for a moment thinking. Sherry brings me out of my thoughts by asking if I'm ready. I reply with "of course" In a sarcastic voice. I get out of the car walking uo to my house and up 2 flights of stairs. I walk in threw the door and go streight to my room and start packing. My dad walks in and ask what I'm doing I ignore him, Tears start to form in my eyes I concentarte on looking down. my dad walks over to me and rubs my back "whats wrong" he coos. I must of takedn to long cause sherry knocks on the front door my dada goes and answers it. "has she told you yet mike?" "told me what?" Thats when I break "THEY WONT LET ME LIVE WITH YOU ANYMORE! I scream. I fall to the floor curl up and cry. I can hear my dad yelling at sherry telling her I'm his daughter and He will keep me is he pleases but deep down he knows he has to give me up. So he runs to me side and trys to sooth me by telling me Everythings going to be okay and that I will live with him again by my 15th birthday no matter what.

I sit up and make him promise. Were in my room packing together both of us crying. when Its time to go I give my dad a hug and wont let go my DCF worker has to pry me from him. "I love you daddy, so much I say" He kisses me on my forhead and ,lets me know He loves me to. I walk down the stairs with my duffle bag in hand wondering where I'm heading now. Sherry and I get in the car I'm to pissed to ask her where I'm going to I sit back and wait. I drive feels like forever but we finally arive at a little house in cevendish vermont. Sherry walks me threw the front door a women walks up to me and say's "welcome to 20 mile." What Type of name is that I think.  This women leads me threw a room with girls sitting down watching the news. then threw a kitchen to this back room. I sit down in a chair while her and my social worker are talking. After there done my social worker says bye to me. I'm still to pissed at her to say bye. after sherry leave the women looks at me and says "okay trouble maker lets make the rules streight."

After she's done with all the rules she ask if I understand I shake my head yes. I'm still not over the fact she called me a trouble maker. I not here because I got in trouble, Im here because my DCF worker woudnt let me live at my dads house. Its all her fault why I'm here. "take off your braclets and your necklas" the lady tells me. I look at her like she's crazy and say what. "you heard me, Take them off you can't have them here." I don't feel like argueing so I take them off slowly one by one. ecspecially my necklas, My mom gave me the necklas I had on. I never take it off. Once the lady gets my belongings She puts them in a plastic bag and throws them on the table top. She leads me threw the room with girls and into a room with two bunkbeds. "this is going to be your room, You only come in here when told to. Is that understood?" I shake my head in agreement. She tells me to put my stuff on a dresser so i do as told. "your going out with the other girls now, dont try to pull anything" She leads me out to the room with the girls. they are now doing something called "Rec Time". What does she mean by Don't try to pull anything?

I slowly sit down on the couch. The girls are staring at me and it makes me very unconfterbal. I avoid there stares by examining the room. Theres a hall way that leads out side. on the first wall theres a tv thats off. on the wall across from me theres a window and a couch. Then theres a doorway that leads to the kitchen. on the wall I'm on theres a couch and a doorway to another room. "excuse me." I was so caught up in my thoughts I didn't even notice the skinny, dark brown hair, brown eyed girl that sat next to me. "yes." I say. " I was wondering if you read at all." "yes I do, Infact I love reading." "cool let me grab my books." Thats when she asked a staff that was sitting on the other couch if she could go grab her books. That staff seems pretty nice. She's got black hair, with the bluest eyes, tall and thin. When the girl comes back with an arm full of books I then relize I dont know her name. "whats your name anyways?" I ask. She looks at me with the sadest eyes and answers "Rachel, My name is Rachel."

I wonder why she looks at me like that but then I relize I took of my sweat shirt because I waa getting hot. Now she's seen them, great I think. "your emo" Rachel ask me. I don't answer her I just stare streight ahead. " I'm sorry i didn't mean to afend you, I was just curiouse. I mean I just never actully seen it before..." She slowly drifts off her sentence. I look at her and tell her it's okay. I undestand where she's comeing from. I put my sweat shirt back on before anyone else sees my cut, and scarred up arms. I feel dumb for not thinking and letting her see. how am I going to do it here I think. I can't go a day without cutting. its my way of letting myself free from all the pain I feel. as sson as that thought runs threw my head I see a pair of scissors laying on the floor that one of the girls were useing and now is paying no attention to.I look Rachels drowned into one of her books, I look across the room and the staff is to busy texting on her cell phone. I slide down the couch a little, put my foot over the scissors, slide them over to me bend down pick them up and slide them into my sleeve.

That Night I set myself free. I took the scissors pushed down on my wrist and slowly slide it across. Feeling the sting of the cuts opening up, the blood seeping threw made my whole day. I love the way the pain feels this pain takes away the pain that I can't handel. The emotinal pain the bares down on me. I keep cutting till there's no more room on eather of my arms. I feel so releaved. Now I just lay in my bed thinking about how things are going to go here. I think about that girl Rachel that looked at me with such sadness in here eyes, And most of all I think about my dad and what he's going to do with out me. I sit here arms bleeding wrapped up in gauze I brought from home. FOr the rest of night I just think.

So the next few day consist of waking up eating breakfast going to "school" which is held in the house. Eating luch, Free time Which consist of talking to Rachel. then a date whith my scissors. On my 4th day Rachel finally ask me about my cutting. I tell her it's a coping skill and that its hard to stop. I'm about to tell her more because I feel like I can trust her untill we get interuppted that its time for bed. I go into my room change into my PJ's sit on my bed till the other girls are asleep and the staff is out in the living room reading. thats when I grab the scissors I hid under my matress and start to cut. The door opens quickly then closes I don't dare to look at the person who just caught me. My minds telling me its the staff my guts are telling me it's not. I wait a few seconeds then look up. It's Rachel standing there In the dim light she looks like a frozen wax figure. "umm.. I'm so sorry.. I didn't mean to umm yeah. Just the staff fell asleep and I wanted to hear more of your story. I didn't know..." There she goes again drifting off her sentece and looking at me with sad eyes. I don't say anything while I wrap my arms back up and hid the scissors back under the matress. "don't tell anyonje" For some reason I trust her, I trust her not to say anything. "  I won't " She replies back. I then ask her to leave cause I feel to embarssed and pissed off that she caught me in the act. she leaves without saying one