Stolen Voices, skylar997 [free novels to read TXT] 📗
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The room was silent as she thought of an excuse,"Ummmmm,I was in gymnastics..". He had a curious look on his face,"I also looked at your records, I didn't see anything about... gymnastics..." He cleared his face,"Your school must have forgotten I will call and see." She smiled awkwardly as he went to go find a nurse." I then heard Mrs.Dayla come back into the room,"Your dad is next door, room 4B and your brother, 5C, you of course 3A." I smiled,"Thanks, it's nice to know they are still with us." Katy sighed in regret and relief. The next day my family was released. Katy ran out of the room into 4B looking for her brother. He looked at her and a big gigantic white smile came across his face. She ran towards him nearly knocking him into John and hugged him tightly. A tear dropped from her eye as she looked up at her dad's expression. He looked angry, his face was red. She stopped hugging Cody and looked at her dad. He rolled his eyes at her. Katy went to the restroom while John was paying for the bill. She went outside to see only Cody walking out of the door. She ran towards him and returned hugging. She felt a sick feeling when Cody was somehow pulled away. She opened her eyes, to see him getting in the car without her. Cody rushed to her, but John pulled him away. She never knew that, that would probably be the last time she'd ever feel her brother's warm touch while he hugged her. She held out her hand as if she was saying,"Come..back." She ran out of the hospital running towards the car, chasing after it. Cody jumped to the back seat banging on the window shield and she could hear him,"NOO! WHERE ARE WE GOING! WHAT ABOUT SIS! WHAT ABOUT KATELYN! GO BACK GO BACK GO BACK!" She ran as long as she could till Mrs.Dayla came out looking at the car go away. Mrs.Dayla put her hand on Katy's shoulder. Katy wiped her tear, got on her knee's and screamed,"COME BAAAACCCKKKKKKKKKKKK!" Her brother could hear it and started banging more till he was pulled back by John at a stoplight. She couldn't just believe that her one and only brother, that she loved and cared for, was probably gone..forever.
Huh?
Mrs.Dayla set her hand on her shoulder and sighed,"Im so sorry, come inside i'll make you some soup to get it off your mind, ok?" Katy nodded her head and followed Mrs.Dayla inside. They sat down and starting slurping up soup sip after sip. Katy sighed,"Now im going to be an orphan, aren't I! PLUS im probably NEVER gonna see my BFB BEST FRIEND BROTHER EVER AGAIN!", Katy stated. Mrs.Dayla shifted her lip to the side,"hmm you can Umm stay with me, I have an extra blank bedroom. I mean when I was young I could use it for my child, but I can't have one. I know this is a step further for you as a child, but I've always wanted a child, please give it some thought.",Mrs.Dayla had a desperate look on her face as though she was saying please please please say yes! Katy nodded unsure and finished her soup. Almost everything in her house was burnt so she didn't really have a lot. Yet Mrs.Dayla said they had moved, and they left her stuff, so she could get it back. Mrs.Dayla even made sure by asking the new neighbors. All Katelyn had left was her book bag stuffed with some pencils, a writing journal, a poem book, and her binder with some paper sticking out of it. She had also gotten a few pictures of her and her brother together or maybe just of him. Sometimes just of her or of her dad, maybe sometimes them together when she was a baby. Mrs.Dayla's house was beautifully floored with shined wood and the furniture designed elegantly. The walls painted with murals and colorful designs. The couch laid black with a flat-screen television waiting at the end of the living room. Two recliners, one rocking chair, two couches, and one love seat. All matched the same beautiful design. The couch was of course black with six seats, the rocking chair was wooden with a small pillow tied to the seat and a small knitted blanket on top. The recliners were dark brown, almost black and the right one had a silk cover that laid on the seat. The television was black of course surrounded by two speakers, a play-station three, an Xbox 360 and one black Wii. The play-station laid in a black shelf under the television along with the Xbox and black Wii. Beside the Wii laid two blue handled remotes along with two pink rubber handled remotes. When she arrived at the bedroom there laid a beautiful cover with a design of flowers with blue and purple sewing. Among the curtains laid white with rose petaled handle that kept the curtains back. Underneath the blue and purple designed cover was beautiful, white, silk sheets tucked under the matching pillow cases which were also silk. The drawers were pure white with gold-colored handles that looked awfully like twine. She came inside looking at the soft, white, carpet. She laid her shoes on a wooden rack that on top showed a mural of Katy and Mrs.Dayla, framed with dark, red velvet wood. She sighed, for it was night time, the worst time that ever occurred to Katy. She cried herself to sleep with a weep. In the morning she wrote a note to give to her bully (made and edited by: lpsr123 PS:READ HER BOOKS)
I am the girl you bully at school
I am the girl who doesn't know how to be cool
I am the girl who hid from her fears
I am the girl who was scorned by her peers
I am the girl who cried at night
Saying it will be alright
I am the girl who fell to the ground
I am the girl who cried but never made a sound
I am the girl in the back of class
The one who said words hurt just like glass
I am the girl you broke to parts
But knowing you, this is just a start
I am the girl you wished you never knew
But im just a person, just like YOU
(again credit to lpsr123! please read her books if your reading my series, bloodwolf or even if you like this book)
She got up and got her new clothes. She put them on the shelf of the bathroom and then got a towel from the cabinets. She then took a shower and got in her new clothes. She had on a blue spaghetti strapped tank with a black skirt. Her skirt was designed with sky blue hearts and butterflies. Her shoes were black flats with small dark grey sparkles everywhere.On her head laid a black and blue feathered headband. One big feather on a black band that went across her head to both of her ears. Her hair was curled and flowed like a calm ocean. Her eyes shined as she stepped out of the bathroom beautifully. She put her dirty clothes in the laundry and put her old shoes on the rack in her room. She then chose her black, bag shaped book bag with silver glitter on the front spelling out "PEACE". For breakfast she had hash browns, sausage, and eggs. She drank milk. She had on a black pebbled necklace, mixed with many shades of blue. On her ears hung blue and black peace sign earrings that dangled from her ear almost the jack of an ear piece down. Every step she took toward the bus she thought,"They couldn't have moved that far away, could they?" Her arms trembled, letting go of Mrs.Dayla's also known as Gabby). When she got on the bus she had many of stares. Usually she would wear an old T-shirt, some raggedy pants, and some suppose to be white but brown flip flops. Yet today she was nicely dressed, her hair no longer in knots and her clothes beautiful. She looked around for somewhere to sit, everyone scooted, especially the boys. You see she was in first grade. Many boys before never really saw her, because she hid from them and walked to school. In her bag there was fresh smelling packets of paper, a new binder, and three glittery notebooks blue, silver, and violet. She had one packet of glitter pens, blue, red, black, purple, and silver. She also had two packets of number 2# led pencils that were filled with graphite, it also came with two packets of thirty pieces of 0.7 graphite. In the pocket of her book bag was her snack, one green apple and a tiny bottle of water. She also had in her other other hand a shined green apple that had no spots what so ever. She sat down next to a boy in blue jeans. By the look
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