Novel & Cerita My Little Life

"Thank Ms. Ellison for her kindness on my behalf, but my life isn't meant to clean up after her." I hung up and looked out at the busy traffic below. The collapse of that project had come even faster than I expected. A faint smile spread across my lips.

Luna's Pov I wake up every day dreading that I'm still breathing. A few times a day I find myself thinking"How am I still alive"? This a question I never find the answer to but maybe because... I'm a useless fool... A coward... A slut... A bitch... A dumb whore... At least that's what he tells me. As an eighteen-year-old girl, I am extremely underdeveloped physically and mentally. I can tell from looking at other girls in my neighborhood they all looked healthy while I was a bag of bones.

Hunter says and I gave him a glare. "I don't know what that word means," I lied. "How about we all get some coffee? And get to talking?" Logan asks, I love the coffee, I know it's mostly milk but it tastes good. "Okay," I say with a giant pout on my face. We took a seat in the living room, and they made me sit facing them, I looked at them with the same pouting face. "As William has explained being a little means being a lot younger than what you are now, it's a new way to live your childhood all over again, and it's a good chance to have a better life," Hunter starts.

said Yseult. "Now, dear," Yseult said to Rose, "I know this all seems strange and frightening, but I promise I mean you and Jack no harm. Let me tell you how I came to be here Many years ago, I was a young girl, no older than you are now. I lived in a small village, and I was known for my kindness and generosity. But one day, a terrible tragedy struck my village. A terrible plague swept through, and many people became sick and died. I was so scared, and I didn't know what to do"

little girl: " oh that means they will call our parents... what if our parents won't give money to them??" hayden: "they may take any part of organ from our body and made us to beg in streets.." little girl got scared and started to cry.. but Hayden was clam.. hayden: "hey don't cry.. they may listen our voice.. I will find a way to escape.. just co-operate with me.. " little girl nodded her head obediently... after few minutes.. hayden: "shall we escape milky ??" little girl: " how?? and why are you calling me milky?? "

My parents used lottery tickets to decide our allowances because they wanted to train and educate my younger sister, Elena Carter, and me. Every week before we returned to school, we would be given five lottery tickets. Whatever amount we scratched would be our weekly allowance. Elena was always lucky. She would always win at least a hundred dollars, and she would spend the money on good meals, dresses, and even buying her roommates coffee. The most I had won was 15 dollars, and most of the day, all I got was a few dollars. At the height of my bad luck, all five lottery tickets would end up being losing tickets. I had to rely on the two dollars I managed to save last week. When I asked

She giggles at me, as I nuzzle her neck. "What about your family, Little One? Is anyone missing you?" "No, my parents died in aa car crash, when I was sixteen. I didn't have any other family, so I ended up in a foster home." My heaart breaks for her. A sad, scared girl hving no one in the world. If I had known she was out there, I would have found her sooner. Not for a second would I have let her think she was alone. She'll never be alone again, not as long as I draw breath on this Earth.

Life doesn't have to be hard, especially for people like us with no family or relatives. A quick introduction isn't bad, is it? My name is Luna, and I'm just a girl trying to survive without parents after being chased away from the orphanage I grew up knowing as home. Surviving is my only choice while living in the city with no family. I scrape by with the tips of my fingernails, working until my neck refuses to move and my waist becomes stiff.

CALISTA'S P.O.V The unnatural silence in the living room pulsed like a heartbeat. Everyone— Me, Lucas, Alberto, Lilian by my side, her the other children, everyone stared at the little hazel-eyed girl She sniffed, her lips curving into a small, pain-filled smile. One moment she was standing at the far end of the grand living room, the next, she sprinted as fast as her thin legs could carry her and rushed over to my side, hugging my legs tight

“Let's talk if you make it out alive. Our topic will be an intruiging one. To give you a little clue. Nix.” ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································