"Get up", yelled Gabby as she yanked the covers off my head. Oh my God, not again. She always yelled when she was angry and I hated the sound if her voice. "What is wrong with you"? I curiously asked her for the forth time in two days. "Why the hell does it mater to you"? I keep my mouth shut knowing she would slap me again if I said anything. She begin to take my Pillow from under my head. "I'm getting up", I yelled to the top of my lungs. I then regretted it as she slapped me with all her might. "Get your things pack because your leaving to go back to Gravel Ford"! God not again, I thought with no emotion.
Why was it always me who was stuck in an orphanage with no place to go? Why was it always me who had no one to trust? I though so hard. "Hurry up you peace of... Gabby was cut of by the sound of gun shots! I ran into the closet to grab a gun that she hid and told me never to touch. "Who is in here", said to in old voice with a cough. I didn't say a word and sat back in the closet with the small gun. My heart began to race as I heard the foot steps coming closer. He was coming closer but what would I do? But then he turned around... to the sound of a car? What? Bang! Another shot went off? But what and who was it? Next it happen, he came closer, and, closer, and closer.
"Dad"? I said in an questioning voice. "I... I thought you were de... dead".
"Ally is that really you? Ally Bolton"?
"Yes. Are you Gary Bolton"? "yes"!
I began to ask questions but he cut me off with the words pack your things and hurry, I will tell you everything in the car.
YOU ARE READING
Lost Soul
Mystery / ThrillerAs Ally sits in a chair thinking off all her past, she just can't get ahold of her self. She crys and no one understands. She just wants to be a normal kid... with friends, family, and pets. Why can't this be?
