The Story Of My Life

•Chapter 6•

We just got back from the cinema and I am still blushing. I just can't get over it. He might like me! Imagine he does! It's 21:00. I go upstairs. I literally skip up them and into my room. I turn my fairy lights on and sit on the window sill. I stare into the never ending forest. I think about all the possibilities. Maybe life has took pity on me and turned something good out of it. The moon is coming out. A shooting star passes by in the night sky. I close my eyes and I wish.

Olivia comes into the room. She is basically half asleep. "Turn the lights off Zoë! I am really tired." She mumbles. I don't want to. I want to gaze into the night sky and wish as many shooting stars as possible forever. But of course that ain't gonna happen. I step off of the window and reach for the light switch. Just as I walk over to my bed, I hear a voice. "Goodnight Zoë! Sleep tight!". I realize it's Ryan. I smile. "Goodnight Ryan."

|| 2 weeks later||

I have been in this care home for 1 week and to be honest is isn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. Everyone was so nice to us when we arrived but I think it was just the situation we were in. I still think that they were extremely nice and sympathetic towards me and Olivia. Speaking of Olivia, it's her birthday in a few days! Me, Ryan and the rest of the care home are planning on giving her a surprise party. I have only never really been to an actual birthday party, with games and cake. No one really knew me and Olivia, so we didn't get invited. Olivia is turning 16! 16! I am so happy to have a sister like her.