"GET TO BED NOW!" screams the hall moniters.

When they leave I grab my bag that holds a treasured photo album of my 'real mom' and look inside hopeing to see my pictures but...instead I find that all of the pictures are ripped and written on, saying: you little creep, you don't belong, I will kill you in your sleep and I will bury your body under the floor boards! As I read this my eyes start to fill and I cry not making a sound or going to sleep.

"Im shure there just kidding"
Trying not to let those people hurt me

"I guess I will have to wait and see tomorrow." exhausted by all the crying and stress I fall into deep sleep that seemed everlasting.