As I join the line and families start piling in,I see a very familiar woman. I can only see her back. As she turns around,I gasp. No way. Not her. Not here. How? For some reason,she comes straight towards me. I start to shy away,until I remember she is my idol. "Hello sweetie,what's your name?"she says.
"M-mme?" I stutter.
"Of course,silly!"she jokes.
Suddenly,I feel confident around her.
"My names esme." I reply.
"Hello esme,me amd Alfie were wondering if you wanted to be adopted by me and Alfie?And nala of course"she giggles
"Oh my goodness! Yes!!!" I almost scream.
"Well then we can meet tomorrow at ten o'clock for a walk on the beach and maybe sleepover?"
"Yes please!" I say politely,even though im screaming on the inside.
Let's just see what tomorrow has in store for me and possibly my new family...
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Adopted By Zoella: My Story
RandomEsme is a fourteen year old girl who was left on the steps of oak tree orpanage as a baby,with only a letter,name and a blanket. This is her story
