"Caroline!" The name breaks the silence my sleep offered. "It's CORaline. COR-A-LINE!" I say to my foster mom. "Well! Someone's being snooty! No breakfast again, Caroline!" I sigh. "CORaline..." I mumble under my breath. "What?!?!?" Mrs. Huffie shrieks to one of my "siblings." We're all family? B***s***. I don't know why I haven't run yet. I struggle to comb my wild hair. Purple locks fall around my shoulders, ending in a ribbon by my scraped up feet. I still remember my first three foster homes. I ran from each one. Now, I'm 12 years old, with no family. I'm running. As soon as my clock strikes midnight, I'm out of here. You know, I should probably get a quick rest later.
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Lost (A VenturianTale Fanfiction)
FanfictionThis is based off of one of Venturians murder videos, also please follow my friend @speckitty she has a book like this called Alone, and we have decided to make the books counterparts to each other.
