Abracadabra!No mummy will not be back.

I sat on the well gardened grass taking a long drag of my cigar,gazing at the full moon.

The stars that were twinkling perfetly.The three am is what understood me most.

I slighlty drifted my head and looked at the mansion beside me.Its paint was a perfect white and grey.Four storied building and silver tinted windows.Yes,the property of Mr and Mrs Lerae and yes I'm an adopted.

My through started to feel a bit dry so I stopped smoking.It was nearly three am when I went back to the house.The house had high security but luckily one of the guards, Scott used to let me in and out without telling the 'parents'.

"The late bird,huh,"he teased. He was white haired and about 6'5 and a playful face.I just flashed a grin since I knew my breath reeked of cigarette.I didn't have any chewing gum.

I decided to use the stairs instead of the lift.Finally I sat on my couch and remembered tomorrow is Monday. Don't get me wrong I do like Monday it's like another day but the fact was that I hated school. I'm no nerd my grades are always C and below,I am not smart and I know it.

My eyes were slowly getting heavy.Well here is a fact I can't really sleep because of issues with my past and wild memories,nightmares,that is the word. My past was not really the best. That was one of my secrets.

I drank the little coffee that was left in my mug and waited for the stagnant hell,school.
Welcome to my life.