Am I Falling Apart? by Hayley Smith (primary phonics txt) 📕

he had been there last night.

"Thank you," I whispered, watching him as he was about to open the door and turned around, smiling at me that looked weird since I had seen his genuine one and I wondered if he had done anything while I was asleep. Brad opened the door, walking out and closing it behind him.
I smiled slightly, getting out of bed and stripping off my pajamas, taking a quick bath, and pulling on a dress my mom and left for me, there had been many but most were burnt. It was dark purple and ended below her knee, it wasn't very fancy which was how I liked it. I walked out of the room, leaving my hair a mess, and down the stairs to the kitchen. In the closet in the kitchen, I grabbed the broom and swept all of the floors, it was easier since I had gotten rid of most of the mess the other day.
When I was done, I made all of the boy's beds and then mine, before heading back to the kitchen and leaning against the counter, it was time to make dinner and my back ached already. I stretched quickly before beginning to cook some sort of meat that looked like hamburger, flipping it every now and then.
When I was finished, I put them each on small plates and put them on the counter, walking up to my room and grabbing my pouch of money that was hidden under all of her clothes, I pulled out a dollar and stuffed it in the pocket of my dress before brushing my hair out and walking back down.
I saw nobody was back yet and slipped out of the door, closing it behind me and walking towards the stores, my feet moving fast, but not running. I bought a nice roll for Jeremy, then as many vegetables as I could. I quickly checked the time at the store, seeing it was perfect time, and ran to the docks, sliding under and seeing Jeremy frowning at me.

"Five minutes late..." He mumbled "And before that 23 hours and 59 minutes,"

"I'm so sorry," I said, explaining everything quickly and he smiled at me, taking the roll I held out for him.

"It's okay, I'm sorry about your home, but we'd better go now," Hypes said and we both got out from under the docks. I forgot to check for anyone and I walked him towards where he lived.

"Be good, this is as far as I go," I said, giving him a hug and ending up bending over to hug him before releasing him and he ran home to show everyone his new food he had acquired.
As I walked home, I heard someone start walking beside me and heard them talk, realizing it was Dan.

"Who was that?" Dan asked and I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"Shouldn't you be at your home eating like just about everyone else?" I asked and he shot me a glare.

"I asked, who. was. that?" Dan repeated as we neared the warehouse.

"My boyfriend, happy?" I said and he glared at me again.

"You lying bitch!" He snarled and slapped me, my eyes going wide and I slapped him back.

"You bastard! Your mother obviously didn't tech you manners!" I shouted at him, glaring as he recovered from the shock and punched me, sending me hard to the ground and kicked my side repeatedly. I curled up in a ball as he beat on me until I heard someone scream, but by then, everything was almost gone, until it completely was. Bloodied

The first thing I felt when I awoke was pain.

Pain; physical suffering or distress, as due to injury, illness, etc.

 

I couldn't get past all the pain that held me back from seeing, how bruised my eyelids felt, how miserable I was.

Miserable; wretchedly unhappy, uneasy, uncomfortable, in distress.

 

I could no longer feel the joy of being rid of my aunt, the hidden and barely accounted for happiness that I had a new family.

Family; a basic social unit consisting of parents and their children, considered as a group, whether dwelling together or not.

 

"Oh my poor Lana!" I heard a sob, breaking my miserable revery, I recognized that voice, it clicked in my brain somewhere, but a puzzle piece was missing; their name. I felt my lips twitch as I attempted to ask for their name, but it couldn't be done. I felt a hand caress my own, theirs rough and callassed, mine soft and aching. I went fort he kill this time, tightening my grip on the hand when they went to hold my hand and the person froze, judging by their rapid pulse that were surprised.

"Oh Lana, please speak, please," The voice sobbed out chokingly, I could hear it better now, determining to to be a male's voice.

"Wh- re- oo-" I managed, my lips jerking and twitching as they forced that past, they obviously didn't understand and I felt tears trickle on to my skin and if by magic, I had the will to suddenly shove my eyes open and saw someone only the dumb cheesy stories would have placed their. The most annoying brother of Todd, his name took a minute to get to the top of my head.

"Brad?" I asked the red, tear stained face and his head jerked from where he was sobbing over my hand that had been squeezing his.

"Oh god, Lana," He whimpered and scooted over his chair, releasing my hand so he could hover over my painful face, I noticed there was a slight bruise under his eye, but otherwise he looked perfect as usual.

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Text: Yours Truly
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Publication Date: 08-10-2012

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