Story Idea- Dark Thunder

This is sort-of a one-shot. It's about a 15-year-old male whose orphaned. Also, it's barely changed from the original, which is being added on to nearly every night. PLEASE DO NOT EDIT except if you're Sisi or Reading!
Category:Literature
Category:Original Stories (Unfinished)
Category:Original Stories
== AND, WE'RE STARTING! ==
A car who can supposedly tell the future comes up to me. "Let me tell your future." 
I say, "Okay," sadly, still devastated over the loss of my father. He says, "Your future is... your mother will die of starvation in three days." 
I say sadly, "Oh, I was hoping for something bright." 
The car eyes me. "Like?" 
I reply, "Lots of money and food." 
I head to the school, musing, "Ugh, will my life return to what it was before all this crap?" When school is over, I head to the building that me and my mother are "living" in. 
"Hi, Mom," I say. 
Mom asks, "What did you eat for lunch today?" 
I answer, "Mac-and-cheese. What did you eat?" 
Mom looks down sadly and says, "Nobody was willing to give me food after what you did. They know what you did, and they're taking it out on me." 
I shout, "What!?" When it reaches 12:00 AM, we both go to sleep. 
=== Three days later ===
I yell, "Mom! I'm going!"
I look over at her, and she's lying lifeless on the concrete floor. I realize in horror that the blasted car was right. I head to school, and I cry.
I say sadly, "I can't believe I lost both my parents!"
The future-telling car comes over and says, "Umm, you okay??"
I look at him and say, "Does it look it?? My mother died!"
The car says, "Yeah! My powers work!" I look at him heartbrokenly. "You're happy my mother died?" The car looks at his friends and snickers as I cry.
He says, "Cry to your father!"
I reply, "I've got no father to cry to! He was murdered!"
Wheeler, AKA the future-telling car, says, "Oh, who do you got? Any siblings?"
I say sadly, "No. Though, it's probably a good thing in this crisis. I've got a aunt, but she hates me."
Wheeler says, "Are you sure?"
I sniff, "Yes. She would rather shoot me than take me in. She's got a gun, you know."
He suggests, "Foster Care." I look away and sob,
"Who would want me? I'm a teenager to hardly anyone likes!"
He says, "You want a family? Then go to Foster Care!"
I say, "What if I'm abused? Used as a slave? Starved?"
He says, "Foster Care won't let that happen to you! My parents run it!"
I ask, "Do they hate me?"
Wheeler replies, "Yes."
I sob, "Then they will let me be abused or killed! They might want it to happen! I want a family that will take care of me!"
He says, "I'll find a good family for you."
I break down and say, "What if you're not able to? What if I die before you can find one?"
After school, we drive to the Foster Care Centre (I'm am not a Brit! This is Trucktownian grammar!).
When Wheeler's parents see me, they yell, "Wheeler! C'mere! Wheeler comes and says, "Yes, Mom and Dad?"
They order, "Take him out this instant!"
Wheeler says, "He needs a family!"
They shout, "Fine, we'll kill him in his sleep!"
Wheeler gasps and says, "But he lost both his parents!"
Wheeler's parents say, "We don't care! Take him out!"
I cry and say, "I need-"
His parents yell, "We don't care! We WILL kill you!"
I tear up and say, "So much for having a family." One of the kids are playing sad violin music.
I glare at the kid and say, "Cut it out."
I hear Wheeler pleading with his parents to let me stay, but his cruel parents are grounded to their evil disision: Let me die. I wander around, hoping for a family.
A cop says, "C'mere!" I come, with sadness, and say, "What for?"
He says, "What's your wish?"
I answer, "For my parents to brought back to life, and a more possible wish: A loving family to take care of me."
The cop says with compassion, "Your parents are dead?"
I burst into tears and say, "Yes. My father was murdered by Jayden Paler, and my mother died of starvation because my home was destroyed in a attempt to kill my parents."
The cop says, "What!? I may have a place where you can go."
The police officer leads me to a house. He knocks on the door, and a green female car answers.
The green car says, "Yes?"
The cop says, "This car needs a family."
She (the green car) says, "Go to the Home."
The Foster Care Centre is sometimes referred to as the "Home".
Category:Original Stories (Unfinished)
Category:Stories