4 The loss 2

my foster parents adopted me coz they needed something to wage their 9 yr childless marriage but 4yrs after I being with them, they finally had a child and their love and care for me started to fade slowly but very obviously.

so many thoughts ran through my mind as I ran in these thick woods, just then I sensed something coming closer to me and when I turned back I saw nothing.

' thump'

I had bumped into someone or something and fallen to the ground, I immediately get up to stand head on to whatever was chasing me, just thinking...

' it's no use running if I die, I die right? these things have taken everything but .... just why"

With a shaky but angry voice I yell at him (or it) with tears in my eyes "WHY?! w-why did u take them away from me?, y-you think I'm gonna let u have me without a fight?"

He looks at me with pity and smirked somewhat devilishly. Then just stares

i'm not even a bit shaken by his stare, i'm way too angry to be. I look at him darkly for some reason that I couldn't get.

Was I trying to scare him?. Well either way it didn't change anything, he still wanted me to be his dinner, that was for sure.