Life's too short

Part 3 – The great escape!

Mollie Emerson . . . .

Children's home . . . .

Saturday, 9pm . . . .

So, our escape plan failed, all that happened was we all ended up in a 1hr detention. Great. All Alfie's fault too, if he hadn't of run back in for his toy, we'd of never been caught! But hey, it's ok Alfie, I don't mind sitting in a horrible detention when I should be finding our own parents killer.

It's the 20th December, nearly Christmas. The first Christmas without my parents. It's gonna be hard. But hey, who cares?

25th December . . . .

"So here it is! Merry Christmas! Everybody's havin' funnn!" The children sing (out of tune of course) into my ear, it's 6am, really. "Alright, Alright! I'm up! I'm awake! Now GET OUT!" I shout, not impressed by the squealing children. "Scrooge!" One pathetic child shouts, they huddle out of my room. Immature, just immature. How could anyone possibly relate me to scrooge?

I hate Christmas, It's the worst day of the year. Christmas jumpers, boring Turkey, Christmas pudding, yuck, and the lie that is Santa. Yes, I hate Christmas. I slump out of bed, and groan.

I tread heavily down the stairs, the sound of singing rings in my ears as the excitable children race round the table. I sit down in my usual place opposite Jayden. "Hey, Merry Christmas!" He says

"Heh, yeh, merry Christmas" I reply, although with less enthusiasm.

Bowls get passed around and the children sit. Waiting for breakfast.

Cinnamon Twist, the disgusting, cinnamon flavoured cereal in the shape of a spiral, yuck. Mrs Blackburn, or as I call her, the witch, dishes out the cinnamon twist. I look at my full bowl, eeerrrr, I push it away.

"Hey! Aren't you gonna eat that?" Jayden says, obviously wanting it for himself.

"Nah, you can have 'em" I say

He grabs my bowl, he now has two bowls of yucky cereal. Pig.

After breakfast, we all gather in the chill area, some chill area when there's screaming kids everywhere you look. How incredibly relaxing -_-

The witch starts handing everyone a present, all personalised. How nice.

She hands me my present, I snatch it, I squeak a Thank you.

I tear it open, it's an alarm clock. Yay. Another annoying instrument to wake me up in the morning, other than the kids. Although it is a hello kitty alarm clock, which I do quite like. Hmmm I s'pose it's not too bad.

Jayden opens his present, I'm jealous, he's got a long, black scarf. And I get stuck with a kiddie's alarm clock. Fantastic. Yippee! After a ton of crap party time it's almost time for Christmas dinner! Cause I'm already havin' so much fun -_-

Christmas dinner came and went, it involved children fighting, screaming, cold turkey, disgusting wine and hilarious jokes from the crackers. Such fun . . . .

Yes, I most definatly hate Christmas, especially without my parents.

Later on, Jayden and I sit in my room, he sits on my laptop, hacking into police files, while I draw a picture of the man that followed me on Halloween.

We're trying to find my parents killer, but so far we've had no luck. But I will find him. I will.

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