The Not So Perfect Life

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I'm 3 days old, in the hospital with my mom. All of a sudden a women I've never seen before picks me up. I don't know who she is but I want to see my mom I start to cry. "She'll warm up to you" my mom says. What did she mean by that? This stranger carried me back to my mom for a couple of hours, I fall asleep in her arms. When I wake up, I'm in a car, Where am I going? Where's my mom? I start to feel hungry so I start crying. A strange voice says "Shh, It's okay Isabella, we're almost there." Almost where? Who are you? We stop suddenly. We are not in the hospital anymore, we're at a farm? A man opens the door. He's older, I'd say he's around his late 60's. He carries me to another women. Her skin was smooth like a flower petal. It felt so nice and safe. I see the strange women that was in the hospital walking towards us. I don't know where my mom is, but all I know is she's not here. I know what was going on. I've been adopted. A few weeks later, I notice a man that lives with us. He kissed my new mom on the forehead and then picks me up, he seems very much older than my mom, but that's okay.. I guess. He says "Hi, Izzy!" I think "Izzy? Where did this come from?" He continues with "Wow, You're so beautiful! Just like your mom." "It's getting late Art, I think it's time for Isabella to go to sleep" my mom says. Whenever my mom puts me to bed, I hear fighting. It's distant though, probably downstairs or something. It's not just fighting though, like screaming and yelling. There's a girl, she seems about 13-14ish. She calls me "Sister." She tells me "Don't worry about the fighting. You'll get used to it, I have."