I was riding In a car with my friend. The music was up everything was great until. The car crashed. My friend died. After that I talked to nobody. I always wear black shirts and jeans with my black sneakers. I always had a hat that covered my face. When people talked to me I just kept walking.
My grades in school are A+
My teacher tells me I have a gift and she wants to talk to my parents.
After school I walk into the forest making sure nobody sees me. I go into my house and go up into my room.
My parents always got drunk and beat me until they died in a car wreck. The only person that knows I have no parents are my caregiver and the people that are trying to adopt me. When I got home from school I went straight to my room and fell asleep. I heard a knock on the door and woke up I looked out my window and it was the caregiver. I went down opened the door. My caregiver told me I need to pack my things and bring them to New York because the people that had been trying to adopt me finally did. I slammed the door shut ran up to my room and started packing I was not happy abut moving away but I had to suddenly I had wetness on my cheek it was a tear. I was crying I did not want to go. My caregiver finally opened the door went to my room took my stuff and told me I would be living with my new "parents" and going to school in newyork. I followed my caregiver outside got in the car and we left.
