Chapter One: I'm what?

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Flick POV

Flick sat down looking through old boxes in her attic, she needed to find baby pictures for her school project. Her mom stated loudly when asked, to "Look in the attic"

She knew there probably wasn't many but was expecting hopefully one...

She didn't find one, so she went to her dad.

"Dad?" She asked.

"Yes?"

"Do you know why I can't find my baby pictures?"

Dad turned back to his computer and said, "Cause your adopted."

I pause and look at him.

"What?"

He rolled his eyes, "You are adopted so we have no baby pictures."

I started to cry and run out of the house and just kept on running.

They didn't start yelling for me or anything.

I sniffed as I sat down on a bench at the park. I was still crying but it slowed down.

I needed a break from my parents.

I knew that Freddy wasn't adopted because I saw Mom pregnant. Is that why they stopped paying attention to me because they got their real son...

I start sobbing again and knew that everything was different.

How could this be true...


A/N: 


Me: Let's do get help

You: I don't wanna do get help

Me: *Yeets you at StrangeWorld's Travel Agency content*

Me: HELP MY VIEWER IS DYING



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