"Baby, that's a cute name." "Thanks." I said. "So tell me your name. We can't find any records of you, who are you?" Abby asked. "I'm... My name is Jenny Atkins." I lied. "Oooh" she said. "Well Jenny Atkins." She said in a tone. "You have a visitor." "Really?" I asked. "Yes, I'll let them in." "O-..ok"
"Oh my god, you look just like your father." Said a middle aged brown headed woman. She was skinny with light brown eyes, brown hair, and freckles. "Um, ok..." I said confused. "Aden get in here!" She yelled to the waiting room. "Coming." I heard him reply back. He walked up behind the woman with a little boy about 5 years old, and a older girl who looked twelve or so.
"I'm sorry, but I've never seen any of you before in my life." I said. "Yes you have." Said the guy. "I'm Aden, this is my wife Becky, and our two kids Keith and Sahara." Aden said with a smile. "Um... Still don't remember meeting you guys before." I said looking at the young girl, Sahara I think is what he said her name is. She looked really familiar though. "That's my fault." Said Becky. "Don't freak out but... We are your true birth family." "Wha-." I said before passing out.
I woke up when I heard lots of talking. "I told you guys that she wasn't in the condition for surprising news!" Said Nurse Abby. "Sorry, sorry." Said Becky "shh. She's awake, is everything ok sweetie?" Said, well. My dad. "Owe, my head hurts like hell." I said. Keith just covered his ears when I said that. "Uhhh, sorry." I said to him "dat oki." He said, he was quite a cutie.
"Are they really my real family?" I asked Nurse Abby when the family walked out today the room. "Yes, their documents, DNA, everything matches to you." She said. "Wow, why did they put me in foster care?" I asked. "I have no idea." She replied. "Can you bring Becky in?" I asked. "Sure thang." She said. She's real nice and funny.
"Yes? The nurse said you wanted to talk to me?" Said Becky. "Uh yeah, so you guys are my parents?" "Yes and your two siblings." She said. "Why did you guys give me up?" I asked.
"Ok, I knew you'd ask this... It's simple, we ran out of money and could no longer care for you." She said "but, then you had two other kids and didn't bother to get me back..." I replied. "I understand why you're mad, but could you be a bit easy on us? It made us feel awful." "It's ok I guess" I said. "We'd like to take you home with us when you can be released." She said. "Sounds....good..." I replied. I then fell asleep again.
I woke up in a car. "Where am I?"
