Welcome To: My Crappy Life

Why Are They Here?

I quickly jump into the shower, it only takes about 30 seconds to wash my hair because of my pixie hair cut. When I get out I put on my underwear and a bra, even though I have a flat chest. I put on a pair of ripped skinny jeans, a small long sleeve shirt, and a short sleeve shirt with a skull on it. I run down stairs, messing up my hair as I get in line.
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I don't know how it works in an orphanage, if you do, please tell me so I can make this seem more realistic.
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I keep my eyes closed so I can't see what the person looks like. I can hear them walking around. I had been adopted many times but brought back, because I don't get along well with others. I feel eyes looking at me but keep my eyes closed, keeping the person from looking into my saddened violet eyes. And yes I know people with violet eyes are impossible to find. But I feel they make me, well, me. I feel eyes looking at me again and then I feel someone taking my arm
Oh shit please don't pull up my sleeves! Please Please Please.

The person lets my arm go.

"Open your eyes kid." A deep voice laughs.

I open my eyes a tiny bit but close them fast. Normally when people see my eyes, they turn and run. The person grabs my arm again, but this time they drag me away from my spot in line.

"Can I get her profile?"

I hear Sarah shuffling papers, my thoughts go to what I wrote for self description. I was wearing brown contacts for the picture.
Alice
I like music, especially bands, I also like to sleep. Adopt me if you like a kid who sleeps all day or spends the day listening to music writing stories for wattpad. ☆

"This girl, I want her." The deep voice says.

"Sure thing sir. Just sign these, and Alice, go pack your things." Sarah says.

I run upstairs to start packing. I take out my small duffle bag, quickly hidding a small box in it. I take all of my clothes, which was only three band shirts, two pairs of skinny jeans, and five pairs of underwear. I put my ipod and headphones in the side pocket. Then I run and get my toothbrush and toothpaste, slipping them into the smaller side pocket. I then grab my duffle and run back down stairs, closing my eyes once I get off the staircase. I can feel two hands start to lead me away. Keeping my eyes closed i flip off the orphanage one last time.