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My Life As It Is and Was

Book By: Violet Teloiv

I'm not sure what category this would be under, but it is completely fiction. I am not finished with it and I only have this little unedited bit to post so far. This is about a lonely girl named Charlotte Mae who is trying to find her place in the world and her parents aren't much help. I am not sure what chapter this will be but I will add more hopefully soon. Enjoy!

Submitted:Feb 16, 2012    Reads: 9    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

I was brought to Skittleton's Orphanage for Girls and Boys when I was five years old. I remember it clearly. No, my parents weren't dead. No, they weren't too poor to take care of me and left a locket and note saying they'd come back for me. Actually, my parents were quite rich. However, they thought it best to leave me at the orphanage and go travel the world. So, they drove me to the two-story, large brick building. We walked in, they made up a sappy story about how they loved me dearly and would come back for me in a few short months. Of course it was all a lie. Then, they asked for a moment outside with me. Out on the front deck they said goodbye. They told me that I was to live here now, and everyone in that building were my new brothers and sisters. My parents thought I was dumb and that I didn't know this was an orphanage. Of course I knew. I had heard every word about their traveling plans. Next, they each gave me a quick, heartless hug and uttered a "goodbye dear." Then, they walked down the narrow cement path to their cream-colored mercedes. As they drove off, I could hear my mothers unmistakeable cackle-like laugh. They were both smiling and laughing as if they had just won the lottery. They didn't even say they loved me. It was December 25th, 2005. Merry Christmas to me. I stood in shock in front of the orphanage in the cold, winter snow for 45 minutes until Mrs. Skittleton brought me inside. She gave me a cup of hot chocolate and wrapped a warm, fuzzy polka dot comforter around me.


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