A story of heartbreak, loneliness, and cruelty. She tries to fit in and feel love. when all around her is hate and abuse. The on

Im sorry

I held my bags really tight as we got closer to our new home. My brother Matt was around the age of ten at the time looked down at me and said " It will be ok, I will protect you". Looking back on that day, I wish I was stronger for him. We were introduced to our new guardians. I learned my brother's name was Luke and his wife Sarah. Such a clean beautiful home. Luke didn't say much just that he would be leaving for work soon. Sarah would show us around. As soon as Luke left for work, we knew instantly this was not home. Sarah began to go through our things pulling things out at her own free will. "This will have to be burned its nasty" she ranted. I screamed "Please not my doll my mother gave me that." I felt instant pain to my head. She grabbed my long beautiful hair, giving it a tight squeeze. "Do not back talk me" she screamed violently. My brother being my protector, kicked her in the shin and instantly he was on the floor holding his red cheeks. My older sister Jane stood there in shock with a look of intimidation on her face. Lord please help us through this i muttered through my scrambled mind. We were silent at dinner as we were told to speak nothing of this to Luke or we would be sorry. After dinner we were shown our room. Jane and I shared a twin bed, my brother was told to sleep in the floor. That night was the first night I had a tremorous nightmare that left me waking up in a cold sweat.