Natalie woke up to her alarm clock beeping. It read 6:40."Shit,I'm gonna be late for school" she exclaimed. She jumped out of bed hoping her parents had left already. Natalie is in foster care and lives a shitty foster family right now, but she had to deal with it. She ran to her dresser and grabbed the first thing she saw, a casual t-shirt and some leggings, and grabbed her boots. She ran downstairs carefully and saw her shitty foster parents had left. She grabbed the first edible thing she saw and ran out the door.
When Natalie arrived at school she saw some kids still getting their stuff and let out a sigh. She ran over to her locker but ran into it after being shoved. She turned around knowing who she was going to see. The Bitch Squad, along with their leader Alison Lincoln. Alison thought she was all that. But she kinda was. She was the leader of the cheer team and had the hottest, but the biggest jerk, boyfriend, Tyler, he is the captain of the football team."What do you want Alison" I said"Oh, I just wanted to tell you that I got accepted into NYU, and that I'm sorry you didn't." she walked away laughing along with the other bitches.I just shrugged it off and went to class.
After I got home from school I looked in the driveway and saw my foster parents car in the driveway. "Oh shit" I thought. I was supposed to finish my chores. I walked in hoping to not be noticed but that dream ended. As I walk up the stairs as quietly as i could but my mom turned around "Where have you been you Slut!" she says. After my father see me he turns around and points to the little mess in the living room and said "Look at this mess" he kicks me and I fall down crying" My mother started in on it to "Go to your room and try not to look slutty" she yells as I run up the stairs crying into my room locking the door.And I soon fell asleep, exhausted from crying.
When I wake up I look at the clock and it says 3 am. I look at my window noticing that it is open. 'I don't remember opening that' I thought to myself. After I closed it I turned around to be grabbed and have a hand over my mouth.
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Jeff the Killer (A love story)
Teen FictionNatalie is normal teenage girl. She is 15 and in foster care, she has been since she was a baby. She lives her foster parents who abuse her and treat her like a piece of trash. Natalie wants to die. One night when she was sound asleep Jeff the Kill...
