Finally updating again. So sorry that it's taking soooo long! I'm so busy, and I don't have the Wattpad app, but I can't give you all these excuses. Let's get on with the (short and) rare chapter.

Today was November 28th (pretend). My birthday. Every year on my birthday, the punishment would be worse from my "family". They would pretend to not know that it was my birthday every single year. And then they'd ruin the day by trashing all my presents from my friends from school and saying that I had no friends. I got upset every year, and now, I just try to ignore the fact that today is my birthday.

It wouldn't have been too hard if I didn't live in a house with my old foster human  friend and a bunch of sentimental monsters. Yay.

Frisk burst into the room, holding something behind her (I believe Frisk should be a her, okay?!) back. "Happy birthday Y/n!" Wonderful, I thought, my sarcasm taking over my thoughts as well.

That was when Papyrus and Undyne burst through their bedroom doors and ran down the hall. "It's your birthday?! And you didn't tell us?!"

"Well-" I was cut off by Sans awaking next to me. He looked confused.

"What?"

I was about to answer, opening my mouth to take a breath, but his brother beat me to it. "IT'S Y/n's BIRTHDAY!"

"Wow kiddo. Whatcha turning?"

"18, but-" I was cut off again.

"WOWIE HUMAN!"

"Let me finish. I am 18, and today is my birthday, but it isn't a happy day for me."

Frisk's smile grew to any open mouth, her eyes brimming with tears. She dropped the present she got for me. "I-I forgot, Y/n. Y-you c-c-can go t-to the park-k if you want-t. I know it-t's the only place that-t calms you d-d-d-down. I-I am sorry." She stuttered, as she remembered what a terrible day my birthday was for me.

I nodded. "That's okay. You forgot!" Just like everyone else, I thought. I continued, "That does sound like a good idea. I'll see you later?"

"O-of c-c-course, Y-Y/N!" She forced a smile as a tear ran down her porcelain cheeks, remembering the pain she endured that one year. I've had to deal with it for 17 years, I thought.

So, I went to the park to forget about the day. But you'll never guess who else went to the park!

My old foster family.

How much pain shall I have to undure until someone finally helps me out?!