Like a Fairytale

The Beginning

I ran as fast as my little legs could carry me. The house was in flames and both my parents were inside. I couldn't do anything to get to them. I heard my mother scream for help. The fire trucks arrived and put out the fire but my parents we dead. They were gone and would never return. They promised they would never leave me. Now I'm alone.
2 months later
I was on a plane for London. Mrs Georgia sat with me. She was the women who decided to step up when no one else would. Now I had to go to London due to that being her home. She owned an orphanage for children there. I was sorta excited yet I wasn't. I was nervous and worried. Soon we were off the plane and in the car headed for the orphanage. Once we arrived at the small building she helped me with my things. We entered the house and there were only three other kids there. At least it wasn't packed. "Come on Ellie. I'll show you to your room" Mrs Georgia said smiling as I followed her up the stairs. She lead me to a bed room (bedroom up top)
"I didn't know what you liked so I took the design into my own hands. If you don't like it we can change it. I won't mind. I'm just trying to make you feel at home sweetie" she said her voice laced with her thick British accent.
"Thank you" I said before changing my cloths into a long sleeved blue shirt and green sweatpants. I jumped down the stairs and sat down at the table with the three other kids. The oldest was 8 years old and his name was Matthew. The second oldest was Matthew's sister who was 6 her name was Lucy. The other kid was 4 and his name was Dylan. After we ate dinner I climbed back up the wooden stairs and into my room. I climbed onto the soft bed and fell asleep.
5 years later
Matthew walked into the house dropping his bag making a loud THUD! "Sup grumpy butt" I said smiling.
"Hello goofball" Matthew said. Over the years him, Dylan and his sister has considered me as their younger sister. Dylan is only two years older than me. I'm 7 years old and Dylan is 9. Lucy is 11 and Matthew is 13. Mrs Georgia has been busy with the new arrival. Her name was Madison. She was only 8 months old when she arrived. My room hasn't changed as much since I arrived here. I was enjoying living here. It's nice. It has it's ups and downs. But I'd never knew that it a few more years I'd be adopted by someone awesome.