I was to young to remember my family. I am 11 and I have been here since I was 9 months old. I have had a family 4 times but they took me back. They said I was to bad. I got in a couple of fights but it was a word fight (Maybe). The only thing I what to do is meet my family that left me in this dump. The food here is so bad that once I did not eat for one day.I don't have a lot of things just a photo of me as a baby and a mom but the face was rip off. I have one pair of shoes, 3 pars of jeans, 5 t-shirt, and one sweat shirt.
" Olivia, come down here now." Said Miss Hart.
As I walk down stairs all the girl and boys look at me as I walk pass.
"You brat! You got in a trouble at school that the school said that you can't go to school anymore. Because you punched them in the face two times and pull the fire alarm."
"She" I couldn't finish because she intrupernd me.
" No! Go to your bed room right now! We will give you your punishment tomorrow."
"But"
"No buts"
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"Olivia, come down here now."
"Ok ma'am."
"You will clean this whole house for your punishment. Now get to work young lady."
"This is so not fair!"
"Yes it is. Now get to work."
Ding dong
Miss Hart went to see who was at the door.
"Hi I am Krista and I am here to adopted Olivia."
