she ran and ran tears pouring down her face. she needed to get away from it all, her father had left when she was just 2 years old. her mom had fallen sooo deeply into depression and drugs that there was no hope. she prayed "God please heal me of all wounds." after being beaten by her step-father for many years it just wasnt worth it anymore. with no one else to turn too, she ran with all heart until, she came across a Red bricked house. she stopped tears still running down her now pale face. she could see... if u like it bump if not oh well i'll still keep writing my other story.
she saw a couple thru the window they were sitting by the fire. she was freezing she had ran for so long it had started getting dark. she was tired, hungry and heartbroken. maybe they will atleast take me in for the night she thought. they look nice and friendly it wouldnt hurt to try. she walked up to the beautiful painted white door with red lining and rang the doorbell. this is crazy she thought.. what am ii thinking?! what if these people are physio looks can be deceiving. she started getting very scared and wished she had never gone up there. Just as she was about to turn around and run away, the door opened there was a lady standing in the doorway. She was very pretty, long blonde hair, honey brown eyes, rosey checks and perfect pink lips. "omgosh, honey come quick!" she yelled for her husband. a man appeared he was handsom man he had jet black hair, brown eyes and a black peach-fuzz. "omgosh sweetie where did u come from?! what is ur name?!" he asked me "I .. I.. I.. I am Rebecca" she said "awww honey come inside u must be hungry and cold." the woman said. Rebecca went in the house it was more beautiful then it looked from the outside window. I wish these were my parents and my home, they are soo nice ii never want to go back home. if u like it let me knoe thanks
Mr. and Mrs. Taylor that was their names. Mrs Taylor feed me a nice homecooked meal, I cleaned my entire plate. From the looks of it u would think I hadnt ate in ages, but truth is I hadnt had a homecooked meal since... well never. My mother never cooked I grew up on top ramen and eggs, that was cheap enough for my mom to buy in big supply so she could still get her drugs and boo's she needed. Mr. Taylor was a doctor so he made sure to give me a quick check up, nothing big. Mrs. Taylor Worked at the local bank, she basically ran that place. They had no children of their own which was weird because it seems like they would make such great parents. Mrs. Taylor gave me a new pair of silk PJ's that she hadnt even worn yet, she also gave me a toothbrush and towel so I could shower. After I was done, they explained that ii could stay there until they located my mother. Deep down inside I hoped they never found her, I wanted to stay with the Taylor's as long as they would keep me. Mrs. Taylor put me in the guest room witch had a queen size bed and a sitting chair. The walls were blue reminded me of how I was feeling inside to me blue made me feel sad and alone. "goodnight sweetie, sleep well." Mrs. Taylor said "see u in the morning." Mr. Taylor said " thank u goodnite." thanks for reading if u like it bump it