Mary and Troy were a young couple with four kids. Two of them my age, Adoward and Alivyre Grant. The three of us would talk for hours on end. If it was so late at night Mary AND Troy would come in and tell us to go to bed. Alivyre and I shared a room. I slept on the floor and Alivyre would sleep in her bed or sometimes it was flipped it all depended on who was the most tired. So one morning the three of us were unpacking my things from the suitcase that I had brought from England.
"You can pack a lot in one suitcase Makaylae" Adoward said after folding my twentieth t-shirt.
"You would be surprised at how much you can pack in a suitcase" I answered folding my tenth pair of pants.
After I said that Mary called us down for lunch. So the three of us bounced down the stairs and into the Kitchen. The kitchen wasn't very big so the three of us ate outside in the front yard.
"I feel like we are on a picnic" Alivyre said out of the blue.
"Yeah but we don't have a picnic blanket" answered Adoward. "I have never been on a picnic before" I quietly admitted.
"That's not new" Alivyre said, "A lot of people our age haven't been on a picnic before".
Suddenly Adoward stood up with his plate and urged the two of us to come with him. He kept staring at one spot in their yard so I turned to see what he was looking at and a group of kids was coming towards us.
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The Girl From England (Working Title)
Teen FictionMakaylae Longblossom, a 16 year old girl from England going to America after she is almost killed by her mother and both of her parents are blamed even though her father tries to save her life. She is fostered by a family with 2 children her age, an...
