Chapter 3

Leave me alone

Anya headed into the house with a sigh she didn't want to be in this house any more but she had to remember that the couple she lived with did promise her real parents that they would watch over her and take care of all her needs.

"Anya we need to speak with you." Mrs. Yoshizaki said sternly.

"Look I'm sorry I didn't come back." Anya said hotly.

"Why do you do this to us Anya?" Mr. Yoshizaki asked.

"I never wanted to come here in the first place!" Anya yelled.

"We know but is wasn't your choice nor ours but still we opened our home to you." Mrs. Yoshizaki said.

"Yeah I know and I thank you for that." Anya said letting her anger die.

"We love you like our own daughter." Mr. And Mrs. Yoshizaki said.

"I know that too, but still I miss my real parents." Anya said while wiping her eyes.

"We know that as well." Mr. Yoshizaki said sadly.

"We miss them both as well they were our friends after all." Mrs. Yoshizaki said.

"I know." Anya said sadly.

"I'm sorry I make you guys worry." Anya said as she continued her way up to her room.

"Dinner will be read soon." Mrs. Yoshizaki said.

"Alright." Anya said as she reached the top of the stairs.

Mr. and Mrs. Yoshizaki sighed they knew they couldn't control Anya's life but they did care very much about her safety and her well being. Anya knew they cared but did they have to panic every time she didn't return home on time then again she was gone for three days this time. Anya went into her room and shut the door sighing deeply Anya sat down on her bed and started to cry.

"WHY???" Anya whispered into her hands.

Anya continued to cry into her hands not quiet sure what else to do she was tired and she was getting hungry plus she knew she should stay with the Yoshizaki's but she missed her real parents and she missed having someone who actusually understood her they way her mother and father did. Anya never really had in friends in school so she confided in her parents most of the time or she wrote in her journal or she even wrote poems to relieve some of her stress so she had to find some way to make it all go away at least for a little while so she wrote a poem.

Angel tears

I heard an angel crying last night

She seemed so sad and afraid

I wanted to help

But could not do so

She cried herself to sleep

Wishing for the morning to come

Hoping the new day could bring joy to her soul

I heard an angel crying last night

And when I awoke

I realized I was that angel

Who cried herself to sleep last night

Wishing for day break

Anya fell asleep that night crying hoping and preying that when the sun raised tomorrow everything would be as it should be, but not all dreams come true.

End chapter 3