( At the top or side is Alexa)
I sat infront of the window staring at the sky thinking about the goods times I had with my family until they left me in a foster home . I have been here for 3 months and no one has ever adopted me . I've seen many girls get adopted by young tall ladies . I sit there rocking my wooden chair on the floor . I scan the room remembering my old room in my house , with beautiful cream walls , my oh so comfy bed and my teddy bears . Nothing like my bed here . I hate it here , the only person that I have to talk to here is Carly , she is my only friend here , we were sent here on the same day and instantly became friends . We would tell each other stories about our lives before we came here . But a few days ago she got adopted by someone . i have nothing to do here , the only person i can talk to is Michelle , but she is the meanest person here . She is mean and snobby . She tells us that she came from a rich family and how her room has a big jaccuzi and her bed has a hundred soft toys , but whenever someone asks her why did her parents send her here she can't answer . Instead she insults us about our "so last year " clothing and our dirty pajamas . The only people left here are me , Michelle and a few other older girls . My thoughts were inturrupted by a loud shout .
"Dinner! Dinner " the head of our group shouted . As fast as we could we ran downstairs to get the most mash patatoes . If u were slow u would only get half a spoon of mash patatoes . Michelle would always be the slow one , fluffing her dress down the stairs and all . We would giggle at that sight , laughing about how much of a prissy she is . After dinner , we were all excused to our room . Two girls would share one room , but since Carly left I sleep alone . So does most girls too . We are like the ones that nobody wants . I did my usual routine shower , brush my teeth , braid my hair and change into my pajamas . Before I slept , I stood infront of the mirror inspecting myself if there were any reasons why people wouldnt want to adopt me , like always I would find a ton . Silly ones , weirdd ones and obvious ones . Then , I went to my bed and covered my body with the thin blanket and tried to sleep .
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