Tomorrow

Quick and Sudden

To bring you up to date on what's going on here, just in case you forgot about this, my only living family member that cares about me is in a coma, and I'm now a foster kid. Lovely, right? Well, that's not all, I'm stuck in a house filled with children; which wouldn't be so bad if the hired workers didn't know how to handle these kids. Perhaps this is my pessimism, but I hate this entire situation. Sure, it could be worse, at least here, things aren't as bad as they portrayed in movies, but still. I can't help but hate every moment here, but I would rather be here, close to the city and the hospital my brother is in, then cities away.

The only thing I want right now is for my brother to wake up and take me home. I could be stuck here for years, and this place still won't be my home. I don't know how Amelia does this, she's five and has a better grip on this situation than me. But then again, she has been here way longer than me. How long did she say again? Four months? Or was it three? I forget these things. Still, she has a better idea on what to do here then I probably will in five months.

As I walked down the halls, dodging small children and adults chasing after them. I sighed and grumbled to myself, "I hate this." I muttered, glaring at the floor as if it had something to do with this. I didn't like this, why couldn't I be home, eating ramen noddles and watching reruns of shows? Sure, it sounds mundane, but I would die for something from my ordinary life to come back. But instead, I'm stuck in a home full of foster kids. Tomorrow I'm gonna be attending a brand new school, which is even worse. I can't stand moving schools.

Sure, for some it might be considered a fresh start, but I certainly don't. If you couldn't tell, I really don't like change, it's not something I enjoy. Especially quick and sudden changes. Maybe I won't get bullied for being a foster kid, but I was bullied at my old school for having no parents. It wasn't a fun time there, to say the least of it. Down below me, I heard the ringing of the bell and then suddenly there was a flood of kids yelling, "Food!" I yelped and dodged out of the way.

I guess dinner was ready, I followed the crowd of kids towards the ringing of the tolls, only to be introduced to an enormous cafeteria-like space, where a ton of kids was already gathering up food from different plates. I had an idea that if I wanted food, I needed to fight for it. I swallowed, I've never had to fight for food in my life, how do I begin now. I took advantage of my long legs and legs and grabbed a plate and began to put food on it mash potatoes and the chicken was my meal for tonight along with a glass of milk for some extreme protein. I grinned, for once my legs were useful.

I sat down at a semi-empty area of the cafeteria. There were a few kids dispersed around me but other than that, I was alone in this small little corner, away from the jeering of the others. I blissfully munched on my chicken and potatoes, I pushed back my ginger locks. I hummed as I continued to eat. I liked the food, it was soothing, but it still wasn't as good as ramen.

I got up from the table and started walking towards the garbage can when I ran into the same small girl, what was her name? Amelia, that was it. She smiled at me, "How's it going Anatolia?" She asked. I gave a half-hearted smile.

"As good as it can get being put into such a horrible situation," I said with a nervous chuckle, pushing my ginger hair away from face once more. It was nerve-wracking standing here awkwardly talking to a little girl. She gave a kind smile.

"Yeah, it's like that at first, but don't worry about it, you'll get used to it here soon," Amelia assured.

I nodded, "I hope it does." I muttered, "Well, I guess I'll see you around Amelia." I said as I waved goodbye to the girl.

Amelia gave a smile before walking off to a group of younger children. It was horrifying how many young children were here, how many of them had been in worse situations than me? Scratch that, I didn't want to know. I was thankful towards my brother, even more than before, he saved me from this pain from a young age. I had no idea that this was a fate people had when their parents died and no one wanted them.