• My name is Riley Beckem.Today is my eleventh birthday. Since my parents died in a car acident when I was six I was rushed from foster home to foster home never staying at one for very long.....
    Kate shouted "Riley if you do not get down here now you will miss your birthday party!"
    I put down the diary I was writing in and ran downstairs and out the door. I do not want to go to the party but I don't have a choice. I got into the car and sat in the back seat. "OK we are here," said Kate. I didn't reply. I just glared at her. That bich should stop trying to replace my mother. I walked into the building with Kate and sat down at a table and began writing in my diary again. I hate this place I think I should run away. I'm never happy here I just hate it. When party ended I went home and went up into my room. I`m going to run away. I hate it here. I have to leave this place and end this meaning less existence. I ran and I ran until I met someone. "Riley Beckem, I know where your parents are," said the the stranger. I yelled"NO YOU DO NOT YOU SICK b*****d!!" I ran away from the person fearing they might kidnap me only to end up standing next to them again. I asked, "W-what do you want?!" I want to go home. I regret ever wanting to run away "I want to tell you something Riley, your parents are in heaven and they want you to be happy." Angel wings seemingly sprouted from the strangers back as she slowly descend into heaven.

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    I woke up in the middle of the night screaming. I had a horrible dream. I looked down at my body and noticed I was still six. I opened up the book with the red cover, my diary. There was nothing written in it. I ran into my parents room and woke my Mom up. "M-Mom I had horrible dream." I told my parents all about the awful dream I had then exclaimed "I am so glad you're alive!"

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    The next day when I was at my babysitters house Anna the baby sitter came up to me crying and told me that my parents died in a car accident.