Adopted by One Direction?!

Hell of a Past

Hello!!!!! This is my second fanfiction and I really hope you guys like it as much as you liked the other one!!! I also want to let you know that the songs I use in my stories are written by me. Not some big and famous artist. Me. So please don't tell me that I copied someone elses work and claimed it as my own. Cause I didn't. Well, here's Adopted by One Direction!!

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Dear Diary,

Well another day has passed in this hell hole. The orphanage. I actually thought of a new song today. You wanna see it?

Why do they hate me?

What did I ever do wrong?

How do I fix this?

And just make it all stop

Why do they tease me?

Why do they call me names?

Do they know how it makes me feel inside?

And I sit alone and think about these things

You know I hear it all the time

They don't think I'm right

I'm an outcast to society

I'm alone

All alone

In this big world

And I need somebody to tell me I'm ok

Cause I don't believe myself no more

I'm alone

Will I ever know

Why they treat me this way?

Will I ever truly feel ok?

And I sit alone and think about they say

You know if you think to hard

You start to believe

That no one really cares

You know I hear it all the time

They don't think I'm right

I'm an outcast to society

I'm alone

All alone

In this big world

And I need somebody to tell me I'm ok

Cause I don't believe myself no more

I'm alone

Have you ever felt this way?

Like there is no escape

To this big lonely world

You know, I call that life

My life isn't sugarcoated

My life isn't picture perfect

My life isn't even worth it

Cause I'm alone

You know I hear it all the time

They don't think I'm right

I'm an outcast to society

Cause I'm alone

All alone in this big world

And I need somebody to tell me I'm ok

Cause I don't believe myself no more

Cause I'm all alone

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You like it, Diary? It only took me like a fifteen minutes to write. Don't act all surprised, I know that seems like I'm lying but I'm not. When you write something from the heart it doesn't take that long to get out. But, that song seriously descirbes exactly how I feel.

I'm picked on all day long here in the orphanage, and you are the only person/thing I can talk to that doesnt ridicule me for evrything I say, do, or think. I love you diary. And I really, really do. Goodbye for now, my old friend, until next time.

Sincerely,

Natalie Rose<3

I sighed as I shut my diary for like the bajillyonth time, and yes bajillyonth is a word, in my language. I could hear the squeals of excitement as girls were meeting their new parents. I'll never get adopted. I'm too fat and ugly and who wants a girl that's broken and used.

Yes, I said used. I was beaten and starved for days on end by my supposed father. But, I don't know if anyone who does stuff like that their child should even be granted the title, Father.

I've been here since I was 7. So I since I'm 14 I guess you could say that I've been her for the past 7 years. That was when my father got so drunk that he shot me. I would have bleed out and died right there on the foor if it wasn't for one of the neighbors hearing my cries of pain an calling 999. And, yes I live in England. Not by choice. I used to live in America with my father and mother but when mom died when I was four, dad said he couldn't handle being there, where all the memories of her were.

He abused me because he started drinking and went deranged when mom died and blamed her death on me. As if. I wasn't even home. I was at school. The police said that someone broke into the house trying to rob the place and my mom just so happened to have gone back home cause she forgot her purse. The robber shot her and fled, but they caught him. The idiot wasn't wearing gloves and left fingerprints all over the place.

She lived long eough to be taken to the hospital, give her statement, and die from the injury. Before dad blamed me he blamed himself, that's one of the reasons that he started drinking and went crazy. aside from the fact of losing mom. My life was as perfect as a seven year old's life could be. Happy parents that were madly in love with eachother, a big house with a picket fence and huge front and back yard, parents that spoiled you rotton, and lots of friends.

It all changed with one bullet. One fucking bullet was all it took to make my life go from picture perfect, to hell on earth. Literally. Hell. On. Earth.

I know you probably think at this point that I don't want to get adopted but I want just the opposite. I pray every day that I can get adopted and be loved and have a family again.

Of course who would want me?

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A/N Heeeeeeeyyyyy guuuyyysss!!!!!!! So how did you like it?

I need feedback. And promise that this story will have longer chapters then Beaten has been having.

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