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Teneille's POV:
I was born 18th of February 1989. For the first 5 years of my life it was all a blur not really knowing what was going on I had to teach myself a few things like how to count (very hard by the way), how to say words (again quite difficult) and how to walk. At the age of 7 I was adopted into a home a few months later, I was brought back to my foster home with bruises and cuts all over my legs and arms. Then when I was 10 a new family came in and said they were looking for an older kid but they were still young I was the eldest still under teenage years there were two 5 year old boys (twins), a 6 year old who was confused about her/his gender and a very shy 9 year old girl that liked playing with me as we were both quite shy people.

~flashback~
A family of two looked straight at me siting on couch looking at them. The lady came up, "Hey, I'm Chrissy whats your name." She held out her hand for me.
"She won't talk until she can trust you her last adopted family wasn't the best," my carer said. Chrissy looked at the scars on my arms and looked like she was about to cry and took her hand back. "Teneille," I said very quietly. The man looked at me with a nice face but I could tell that his looks hid something. "Well hello then Teneille I'm Joe how nice to meet you." I skitted away to the end of the chair and looked at Joe. "It's ok little one I'm not going to hurt you," he said trying to reassure me it wasn't working well. I shook my head. "Joe stop scaring the small child. Just be careful ok, she is probably scared of men," Chrissy said pulling Joe back a bit. My carer looked at me with sad eyes, "No she was beaten by the woman and cut by the man," she said looking at me still hiding behind the arm of the chair but not very successfully it was a low chair and I was quite tall for my age. "I think we will take her anyways she seems like she will be very well mannered and hygienic." Joe said smiling at me, I still thought that smile hid something dark and scary. "Well then," my carer said clasping her hands together and going to get my paper work. I looked over at Samantha, who was the 9 year old, she got up and walked over to me and we sat behind the chair my head poking over the top a bit. "I don't want you to go," she said a tear dropping to her cheek. I wiped it away, "Sam don't cry be strong for me, I will still see you at school and Shelly (one of the teenagers) is still here for you." Sam nodded and I stood up brushing off my clothes. Chrissy held out her hand, "Are you ready to go little one." I didn't take her hand I just looked up, "I don't need to hold your hand and I'm not little I'm 10 and very tall for my age."
"Well I think we chose a sassy child didn't we," Joe laughed.
"Oh she will be sassy till she can trust you a bit more I will say that," my carer said that which made me laugh. I walked over to my carer and gave her the biggest hug I could before leaving with Chrissy and Joe. I knew that I may never trust Joe there was just so sketchy about him that I couldn't work out.
~end flashback~

Authors note:
Got a bit confused on how to edit and add stuffs all good now though :)
New authors note:
Re-editing stuff now that I know what to do :3