Emotional robot

Emotional robot

hi im taylor i love to write i was looking through an old notebook of mine when i saw some old ideas for a story i never wrote!!!! andthus emotional robot was born!! haha lol srry i went all shakspear(lolz iz that how u spell it) on you lol

chapter 1

i feel unwanted, never protected, abandoned and lonley.

i suppose i should i mean thats what iam. i was dumped on the street left to die at the age of 4.over the years ive been to 15 orphanages. 12 people tried to adopt me but ended up supposedly 'not bieng able to care for me and leaving me at the closest orphanage then hightailing it outa there.

so now here iam at my 12th 'home' i walked into the kitchen to grab a snack. damn here comes my foster parents they were talking quietly i wasnt intentionally trying to listen but its kinda hard when your standing maybe 5 feet from them on the other side of the wall and they were whisper screaming at each other. ' no we cant keep her,shes terrible i mean i finally get why her real parents just left her by the side of the road.' tears sprang to my eyes im very sensitive about my past

'well we cant just abandon her!' says my foster mother i hate her name so im just not gonna call her by it

'and why not" says mark(foster dad i like his name haha)

' ughh fine tomorrow moring, god your gonna break her heart'

'ah well we fianlly can get rid of her!!

 i ran up the stairs very quietly so they wouldnt hear me, i wont go to another foster home not oe more orphanage i cant its just to depressing. ill sneak out and run away its not like theyll care.

i raced tomy room i grabbed a duffel bag from my closet. quickly i grabbed all my shirts, pants, understuff. and then raced around my room grabbing my ipod touch(yes one of the foster parents were rich and got me a bunch of stuff)  the charger, my cellphone, i planed on changng the number.

after that i had two duffle bags full of stuff i still had my bathroom stuff i grimaced this is gonna be heavy. i set down the duffl bags ran to my bathroom and started shoving it into a backpack. then i ran to my window and flung it open. the cool night air washed over me. it was about 12:30 i shivered i ran bac to my bed and grabbed a fuzzy blanket.luckily we lived in florida so it didnt snow or anything. chucking my three bags out the window i ran down stairs. taking a deep breathe a splattering a fake smile on my face i said to my foster parents

'can i have some money to go shopping with tomorrow i need some new clothes! ' i acted excited

' s-sure'my foster mom studered 'on the top of the fridge.'

i smiled cheekily and rushed out and took down the can on the top. i withdrew all the money in there it was only about 150-200 bucks i smiled i might need it you never know when ill get a job

i rushed upstairs and took a deep breathe closing my eyes i whispered 'freedom atlast' and jumped out the window which wasnt that high up

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