The Orphan by Victoria B. Hall (people reading books .txt) 📕

Introductin.
Who said that a five years old girl could not survive without a parent? I am asking you because I can answer that question. It is true, five years old girl can survive. I was that girl about 12 years ago. I was the one who got left with no mother and with no father. Only with two sisters, which one of them was only 1 years old. I was the one who had to work every day. What can you expect a little girl to do? I was always on my knees, begging people to let me clean after them, so i could take a piece of bread to my sisters. I had to work twice as hard. My older sister and I had to work together to keep the young one alive, at that time we had nobody to turn to, nobody to ask for help. We keep working hard. After i turned 6 i went to work on the farm for those people who felt sorry for us. Who said they would give us a place to stay, they would give us food and clothes. It was the best thing that had happened to us in a long time. I did what they would ask me. If I did something wrong or if I forgot to do something, they would hit me as hard as they could. The little kid would start crying, but here I am standing after a smuck with nothing in my eyes, not even a moisture. I had to be strong for my younger and older sister, i had to show them that there is nothing wrong. One night something went wrong inside the house, and the farmers come for me. They said that it was my fault that the pan on the stove with the oil got on fire, because i left it on. That night i was the toy that they start to punch, i was covert with brushes everywhere, i had a black eye, a bumped lip and i huge mark across my face. They told me that if i said anything to my older sister that the punishment will get even worse. The next morning I had to tell me sister that when i went to milk the cow, the cow went wild and it hit me. She didn't believe me but she had to go with that. That was my life for the next 8 months..........

CHAPTER 1

Angles. They are special. They are the only hope you can have when you are along and you have no where to turn. I have an angle, it's my mother. I know that she is there for me. Every night she talks to me. She always says good night and gives me a kiss. I can feel her love and that's what keeps me going. When I lost her I knew that the world is over, that there will always be a hole in my heart that nothing or nobody could ever fill. But my angle, she did. She filled that hole. My angle is beautiful. Her clothes are pure white, her heart is soft and wonderful. When I touch my angle every worry will be gone, I can feel the love, the happiness in my life. Every night my angle tells me that everything is going to be okay, that the help is on there way. And every day i would wait, but nothing would happen. I believe that there will be somebody that will help us. For now the angles is my only belief, only hope.

CHAPTER 2

Publication Date: 08-13-2010

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Dedication:
There is a lot of kids who needs a family. Anybody could help them. Just go up to them, say hello, smile, bring your old clothes and give them to them. That will make their day!