Chapter 1 ~ Grace's POV
Name: Grace Madison Winters
Birthdate: March 26th, 2003
Brith Parents: April Mary Winters/ Unknown
Reason Behind Adoption: Unwanted
I looked through the pictures. I was not the prettiest baby.
I'm Grace Madison Winters. I'm 12 years old. And I've been in this orphanage ever since I was a baby. It says right on my adoption papers, I was unwanted.
I've had many foster parents. 5 to be exact. Let's just say, the first ones were plain mean to me and I was only five. After having somebody hear glass shatter, I was taken back here to Miss Bethany's Orphanage.
After that, I was taken in by a girl and a boy who were newly married, and being the seven year old I was, they decided to send me back and never have kids.
After that, when I was still 7, I found a nice home that I loved. But, my foster dad ended up getting very sick and they couldn't risk me getting it with my 'special needs' and sent me back.
The others I just hated, so they took me back within the first week.
Okay, so I seem like kind of a brat. Well, can you blame me? Try being unwanted. You wouldn't have the best attitude either.
I grabbed my phone which was a birthday gift from Bethany. 25$ dollars a year and I got this after 7 years of saving. I went on Spotify. I had everything from My Chemical Romance and Nirvana, to my idol Taylor Swift. I turned on Change and started to practice gymnastics.
Oh yeah, I was huge into gymnastics. Don't judge. I could do pretty much everything. Back flips, ariels, back hand springs.... I loved gymnastics, and since nobody wanted to share a room with me (because I sometimes had to be checked on or I played my music way too loud) I had a room all to myself, which was pretty big since I rearranged.
I looked into the mirror. I had dirty blonde hair, that was down to my back and I wore it in a pony tail most the time. It was naturally curly too, which was annoying. My dark blue eyes almost looked black, which I thought was creepy.I was small for my age and let's just say I had a bit of a disease.
Yeah, I was one of those girls who was way to self conscious.
Repeating history and your getting sick of it.
Things will change, I can see it now.
You can walk away, say we don't need this
But there's something in your eyes says we can beat thisI turned it up louder, probably disturbing the people next to me.
Next week was the Taylor Swift 1989 World Tour Nashville, which is where I was.
And I couldn't believe it! My birth mom gave me money when I was a baby and I did chores here until I finally had enough money to go to the 1989 work tour, fourth row! IT WILL BE SO AMAZING I CAN'T EVEN...So, this is my first chapter. Like it? Vote & Comment. Tell me what you think please.
-Kaye
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Change -T.S.
Fanfiction"You can walk away, say we don't need this, But something in your eyes says we can beat this." T.S. Adoption/Copyright 2016. Cover made by: sitxiesqueen