Prolouge

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I have finally started a story I'm determined to finish.
I've read many storys about being adopted by one direction, I hope you like it.
Vote and comment PLZ.
Love all my lovely readers,
Nona.

I was playing on my phone when the evil phone call came.

"Is this Nona Winters?"
"Yes, who is speaking?"
He hesitated. "Jefferson Williams. I have called to tell you that your parents died in a car crash."

The phone dropped straight to the ground. I hurriedly picked it up. It had a large crack, but thankfully it survived. I pressed to my ear once more.

"Nona, are you there?"

I wish I wasn't.

Shut up.

" I'm right here. Where am I going to live?"

"Sunnyside Orphanage."

At this point, I burst into tears.
Why am I so sensitive?

Shut up, me.

I had seen the orphanage before. The only food they served was half a slice of bread and milk at breakfast and at night. There were billions of bullies. They slept on hay bales. And people think it's the best.

Excluding me.

For once, I actually agree with you.

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