The building looked old and dark. I walked in and there was no kids in sight. There wasn't a sound, just dust everywhere. I was about to walk out of what I thought was an abandoned building, when a lady walked in.
"Yes, are you looking for something?" she asked, venom in every word.
"Um yes, I wanted to know if this is th-the adoption center."
"Ugh, yes. I'm guessing you want to enroll. Well what's your name brat?"
Brat? Ugh? What's wrong with this lady? Now im sorta wishing I never came here.
"Cassandra Jessica Mo-" I cut myself off. I didn't want to tell her my last name. If my dad did want to find me that would be his main ticket. "I dont have have a last name."
She stared at me coldly. She had a stare that makes you scared to even talk to her. I knew if I'm gonna be staying here I have to stay out of her way. "How old are you?" "I'm 14 almost 15 miss."
"She smiled as soon as I said miss. "Good. I'll fill out your paper work, your room is upstairs one the right. The door is open you'll find your way around soon. Now get on." I nodded and walked up stairs and went to my room. There was a little girl there who was in black tights and and a white tank top. She looked about 7.
"Hi. I'm Emily. So your new here huh?" the little girl introduced.
"yea I'm Cassandra. Or Cj. I'm gonna start unpacking if you dont mind." I grabbed my suitcase and started hanging up the little clothes I had. I went to the bathroom we had in our room and put my irons, makeup, hair products, and my brushes.
Once I finished I looked for my phone and went on instagram. I saw that Demi Lovato had posted something. I saw she posted a picture of a sneek peek of her new album. She was at a premier and there was agroup picture attached. I looked through and saw kian standing in the middle of the group photo. Wow, he really was famous.
As I kept scrolling and started to hear a horn. Emily ran out the room and motioned me to follow. I walked out and went downstairs to see a whole living room full of kids. I guess everyone was just in there room.
"Okay there is going to be visitors coming in a hour so we need to be ready. Little ones, go get dresses they'll look at you first. Big kids, go clean something. Smaller ones, get the toys out of the closet and scatter the neatly around the house. Everyone you know the drill." The lady I met when I first came In yelled. I learned her name was Marge and she was mean.
"Why is everyone running? Why isn't everyone getting dressed?" I asked a fellow kid that looked about 13.
"Well Marge believes only the little kids should look presentable because she says couples and people only want to adopt young kids. She says that we have no hope in getting adopted. So everytime a older does get adopted, she beats us. And we'll, once visited, come down and open windows and hang fake child drawn pictures so this place looks happy. When we all hate it here. So we all have a part here. Our part is to not get adopted."
The boy explained. I looked down and thought 'I'm never gonna get adopted in this place. I have to get out if here as soon as I can.'
"By the way, my names teddy." The blond haired boy said, accompanied by a reassuring smile.
"Im Cj." I smiled back
I finished cleaning and we all stood in line. The couple came in and interviewed all the little kids before even looking at us.
They ended up picking a 10 year old boy who was happy to be leaving. But all I thought was if we were gonna get beat or not. Once they left Marge came up to me and slapped me to the ground.
"See newbie we have a rule here. You are all supposed to stay and be unhappy. You let the younger kids go first. How could you all be so selfish." after she said that she kicked me in my stomach.
I had bruises all over from when Daniel hit me. I let out a soft cry and climbed back up to my room. Emily was there and was laughing at me. I looked at her like she was crazy. I thought she was sweet, apperently not.
"Ha that's what you get. I'm not your friend so don't act like it. I'm gonna do everything to make sure I get adopted first. I'll make sure of that. Im gonna do everything to make you miserable. Your gonna wish you never came here"
I sat on my bed and went under the covers. I need to get out of this place soon, I have to.
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