Sometimes I like to get lost in my thoughts. I dream of someone adopting me and loving me. I dream of my old family and wonder why they left me. Was it because they were to young? Maybe they didn't have enough money to support me. Or they left me because I have a disease that causes me to not be able to walk and talk.
All the things are just thoughts. No one ever told me the real reason because they think I won't understand. People think I'm stupid I hear it all the time in front of my face. I wish I could just scream at them so I can let them know I can hear and see them, but I can't. I'm just stuck in a wheelchair alone to think to myself.
My orphanage helper, Mrs. Mary, is basically my mom. She helps me eat and get dressed. She even reads me stories. They may be lower level books but I'm fine with that because she's the closest thing to a mom I can get.
Now, as I sit in my chair all alone in my room thinking to myself I hear Mrs. Mary walking up the steps. she walked into my room and said "it's time for school lizy are you ready."
I murmer in agreement hoping she'll see I can understand her, but she laughs and brings me to the elevator.
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Roman pour AdolescentsA young orphan girl can't move any part of her body or talk. The doctors said she also couldn't understand things, but she really can. So she is stuck in a world to think to her self and learn at a basic level or is she?
