3.2 Contemporary Fairy Tale
Script
The large glistening sun
resembled my mood that morning; it was the day I was to get fostered out of
Jerry-hill Orphanage. It had been 8 years and 9 months I had been living in
that monstrous place and that was the day I had been waiting for, every second
of every day for 8 years and 9 months it was October 10th and that
was the day, I couldn’t believe it! I remember several feelings swimming around
in my tummy, there was; excitement, nerves, a little sadness but definitely the
biggest feeling of relief! Now sitting here in this rat infested basement a
year later, wearing 2 week old dirty rags, my skin covered in bruises and scars
I don’t understand why I was quick to get out of jerry-hill.
Let me take you back to when I had
been living with the Knights’s for over a month, the first month was everything
I had ever dreamed of, the family were so welcoming and kind, they treated me
like their own daughter, Kerry and Cherry introduced me to all their friends
and Liz was just the mother I had ever dreamed of. Kevin, Liz’s husband, had
been working in Germany for the first month I moved in so I hadn’t met him yet.
It was the Friday he was coming home and Liz had cooked us a Sunday roast
dinner for Kevin’s arrival. I remember getting the feelings swimming around in
my tummy again as I was so nervous to meet him, I put on my best dress that Liz
had bought me when we went to the mall the week before and I stood in the
hallway waiting for him to step through the door. He arrived and chucked his
bag at me,
“this must be the slave you
bought Liz, how is she getting on?”
“Kevin! She is not a slave , she
is out new daughter introduce yourself nicely!”
Kevin just glared at me and stomped
up the stairs. That night he was quiet the whole dinner and there was an
uncomfortable aura in the house. When I finished my dinner I went upstairs and
got into bed and listened to Kevin and Liz arguing in the room below me, it
sounded violent so I decided to block the sound out and I turned over to go to
sleep. Suddenly my bedroom door swung open and Kevin grabbed me out of bed and
chucked me on the floor, he said
“Now slave! You are going to
everything I tell you , the fun is over for you little girl, it is time to play
Cinderella, do you hear me?!”
He shouted and shook me until I answered
to him, he left me on the floor and kicked me in the ribs on his way out. That
night I cried and cried until there were no more tears left to cry and what I didn’t
know, that wasn’t the worst of it. From that moment on Cherry and Kerry didn’t
speak to me or include me in their games anymore, Liz looked at me with guilt
and didn’t take me shopping or cook me nice food. I had to eat in my room by
myself and had my TV taken away from me, my clothes weren’t washed and I only
got to use the bath water after everyone else had been in it. Kevin treated me
like a slave, beating me if I didn’t do something up to his standards, like he
said I was playing Cinderella now just waiting for my fairy Godmother.
So now it is a year later and
like I said I am sitting in this rat infested basement, in so much pain from my
bumps and bruises, scrubbing the floor rid of rat poop and poison. I hear the
doorbell rang, which was strange because I am the only one home as Cherry and Kerry
had gone to school and Kevin and Liz had gone to work. They always told me
never to answer the door unless they were home so I chose to ignore it. The
doorbell rang again and I heard someone shout my name, I have no idea who it could
have been, no one ever visited me. I decided to go and answer it. I opened the
door with the sun blinding my eyes as I had been in darkness for so long, I couldn’t
figure out who it was beyond the glare , “Angelina?” a soft calm voice said , I
recognised the voice but from where I wondered, I rubbed my eyes to try and
focus , “Angelina are you ok? It’s Sam , remember me?” , I leapt into his arms
when I finally could see his glossy curly blonde lock and his bright blue kind
eyes, it was Sam my care worker who was meant to visit me once and month and he
never turned up Liz used to tell me. I made Sam and cup of tea and explained to
him what had been going on, he said that he came to visit me every month but
Liz always said I was out playing with Cherry and Kerry and she said I was fine
and happy. Sam could tell I was not well and there were tears in his eyes when I
told him what Kevin used to do. He told me that I was safe now and was going to
be fostered by him and his family as he figured out that something was not
right when he saw the guilt on Liz’s face everytime she answered the door.
“Angelina you should of took the
phone and called the police when you first got hurt by Kevin , you have to
speak out for help when you are in trouble , don’t hold in your worrys and
feelings as no one deserves the pain you have been through!”
“I was to scared to call the
police in-case Kevin found out , he would of killed me for that!”
“The police deal with people like
Kevin very well Angelina , he would have been locked up and never been allowed to
get out or near you ever again. I have rang the police and they will be
collecting him from his office.”
I packed up my belongings and
left with Sam , I was so happy to turn my back on that evil family. My fairy
godfather had saved me and finally the Cinderella story had ended happily ever
after.
The End.
