I sat at the top of the walking bridge dangling my feet over the edge. I liked it here, it’s always empty and I can think about various things in my life. But today will be the last time I’ll visit, because tomorrow morning I’m leaving far away. I’m going to more to Belleville New Jersey.
I’m being sent away to my Cousin Ray Toro’s house, I’m going to stay there with him and his family. It’s been forever since I’ve seen him. The last time I saw him we were both three years old, thirteen years has passed. My name is Lucy Toro, I’m moving to Belleville because my foster dad was arrested for possession of cocaine.
My life has been pretty hard, I never knew my parents, my foster mother told me I was given up for adoption because my mother was so young. I’m not allowed to meet or search for my parents until I’m eighteen. I only know two things: my mother was sixteen when she had me, and they don’t live anywhere close to me. So meeting them or hunting them down is basically impossible right now.
My foster dad physically abused me, he was an alcoholic, and he had a sever cocaine addiction. My life at school was decent until grade nine, when I was cyber bullied and beaten up at school. And I did nothing wrong. I thought everything was getting better then all of a sudden I found out my boyfriend cheated on me. Then I turned to the stupidest thing ever, I started cutting myself. I’m clean now, but I’ve still got the scars.
I glance at my watch nine thirty it reads, “Shoot!” I frown. I better get back to my hotel; I’ve got to get up super early for my flight tomorrow. I grab my bag and bolt across the bridge and slow down when I reach the small plot of houses. I turn left at Main Street and make my way down to the hotel.
Hardly anyone stays here, because hardly anyone visits here. Nobody wants to visit here; this town is empty and their not many options for fun around here. Many teenager who grow up in this community are often always in trouble. The crime rates here are pretty high.
I slip under the covers of my hotel bed thought more about tomorrow. My cab will be here in the morning to pick me up. We don’t have an airport, so I have to take a cab out to the nearest town with an airport. I eventually drifted off, I wasn't quite sure how to feel about my upcoming move to Belleville. All I know as that I feel a mix of excited and dread, that's not the greatist feeling.

Notes

Hello! This is my second fan fiction, my first was called 'Look Alive Sunshine' Its not finished yet, but I'm still working on it.
I don't own MCR, this idea for the story was mine. In the story the MCR guys will roughly have the same age, I know they all have different ages, but I'm going to tweak it a little. Hope you enjoy! Please feel free to comment, rate or subscribe!