*A/n this is not the first chapter. This is Sadie's intro so you'll know her character background*
My name is Sadie Evans. I'm a pretty average 14 year old girl. I really love dancing. I've been dancing since i was 3. My mom was a dancer. I dont remember much but i know she loved to dance. In the kitchen, the living room, anywhere. She had a dance studio where shed teach kids and even adults. I really looked up to her.
My dad...he left my mom as soon as she told him she was going to have me. He wanted an abortion. She wanted to keep me. I only knew my mom for 5 years but she was amazing. I wish i could go back to the day of the car accident and...and change everything. Bring back the woman i wanted to grow up and become. My mother.
When she died, i didnt know how to comprehend it. I didnt know what was wrong with her or why the doctors couldnt save her, i just knew she wasn't coming back anytime soon. The police went through my family records trying to find the next blood line that would take me in but there was nobody. Either they refused, were in jail, or were financially unstable of having a 5 year old child around.
Thats when i was sent to foster care. Passed around like a family hand-me-down. I went to 34 different homes within a year and i hated it. Meeting new people and seeing terrible things. I began to grow with my mindset to never get too attached because nothing ever lasts.
On my 6th birthday i was sent to an adoption center in Atlanta and ive been here ever since. 8 years of watching girls and boys being given the chance of having a family. But me...i was never given that.
I'm the oldest girl in the center here. Many of the girls look up to me. I teach them dances and throw sleep overs and just try my best to make a positive out of everything. It hurts though to see them leave. But hey. They deserve to be happy. Just because im not the happiest doesnt mean i should bring down everyone else.
The house advisors here are pretty strict but also nice. Tough love you can say. The boys and girls are split. Girls upstairs, boys downstairs. We are allowed to hang out with everyone but at 8:30pm when our head advisor Crystal calls the genders have to be in their areas.
I have a crush on the oldest boy in the center. His name is Ricky. Hes 14 also but older than me by a month. My birthday is in November and his is october 4th. I dont think he knows about my crush on him but then again he might because with all these kids there is no such thing as a 'secret' in this house.
