Hello! Welcome to my new story! "Adopted By the SBI Family"! Hope you enjoy! -Glitch <3
Music Lyric Quote: "I find you annoying like TommyInnit, pushing my my patience to the limit, singing la, la, la, I don't want to admit it." -TommyInnit: By CG5
TW: CURSING, MENTIONS OF ALCOHOL/DRUGS, MENTIONS OF DEATH, PANIC ATTACKS.
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Y/n's POV:
I was sitting on my bed in my room in the orphanage, and wondered when, IF, I'll ever get fostered again. I was pulled out of my intense thinking, when a staff worker came in and told me to get ready, because someone is coming to look at a child to foster. I quickly put on some leggings, and an oversized sweater, it's oversized because the orphanage refused to give me the right size. I sat in the windowsill while the other kids were lined up, the staff didn't care if I was in a line because after my last home, I haven't been adopted since, so they just don't care, I just sat there play with my two plushies, my red teddy bear, and my purple smaller teddy bear, they were the last things my parents gave me before they died.
A while later I saw the person walk in through the front door, I ignored him because I know I'm probably not going to get adopted, I never do, the staff members always lie and say I'm a bad kid, or a troublemaker, which is NOT true. half an hour later he finished interviewing all the kids, except for me. Another couple minutes later I felt someone tap my shoulder, "Hello there little one, what's your name?" The man asked me, he looked... kind. "Uh, Y/n." I answered him, nervously. "That's a pretty name, I'm Philza, but you can call me Phil. How old are you?" He spoke to me in a tone I've haven't heard for a while, it sounded kind, really kind. "I-I'm 10 years old." He nodded and started asking me normal question, like what my favorite color is, what's my favorite food, what I liked to do, things like that. Then came the question I've been dreading... "How come you're in the orphanage, what happened to your parents?" I was hoping he wouldn't ask this but looks like that didn't happen.
"Well... They... Died." That's all I said, I wasn't giving him details, especially since I'm probably not getting adopted/fostered. He nodded in... understanding? Well, that's new. He got a went into the office with the staff member to sign the paperwork, I guess he already made up his mind. The staff member walked up to me and told me that... I was being fostered?! He chose me?! What...
After I got all my stuff (which wasn't much...) I walked into the office where Philza I think he said his name was? Was waiting for us. While James (The staff member) was filling out the needed paperwork, it was just silent, until Phil spoke up. "So... Just a warning, I have 3 other boys at home. Techno, who is 17, Wilbur, who is 16, and Tommy who is 13. Techno and Wilbur are chill, but Tommy is the loud one, sometimes he gets Wilbur riled up, but Techno gets them to stop. And they have there friends over on the weekends, sometimes after school. Is that alright?" Wow... That was a lot of information, and I didn't like loud noises, I mean, I can stand them, but it brings back memories of the past homes I've been in, all the screaming, shouting, loud music, I never liked it, but I can handle it. "Yeah, it's fine, I kind of always wanted older siblings, I never had any of my own..." Don't ask why I said that I was just trying to make conversation.
"Alright, paperwork's done." We looked up at James. "You guys can go now, feel free to call if you have questions." "Will do." And we were out the door, and into the car.
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So, I'm sorry for not posting a new part on Y/N Jacobs, I will whenever I get ideas for that story, I have writers block. -_- Anyways, don't be like me and sleep, and stay safe! See you again soon... soon... soon... soon... soon... soon... soon... S0oN... :)
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Adopted By The SBI Family
FanfictionY/n is a 10-year-old girl. Her parents died in a car accident when she was three. Since then, she's been living in the orphanage, and she's been to about 15 different homes. None of them were good homes, they were either always having people over fo...
