When It Gets Good

I Need To Explain-Quinn's perspective

When you're an orphan you only have one story to tell; and usually consists of these three things.

1. How old you are.

2. Why you're an orphan.

3. Why people will (not) want to adopt you.

So, I'll tell that story. I am 11 years old, my parents died in a car crash when I was 9, and there is to many reasons of people will not want to adopt me. I am older than 10 so I am too old to be "cute", I have a lot of mental illnesses, and I hate most people. Basically my fate is to stay in this goddamn adoption center till I'm 18, then work at Starbucks or Tesco's for the rest of my life, and die forgotten. It's been 3 years since 2014 when my parents died and not a single person has showed any interest of wanting to be around me. 

I am lucky enough to have been able to have kept my iPod Touch from before my life turned to shit. Currently that is the only thing I can offer in a friendship; access to the internet. I sometimes think that the reason for my introverted lifestyle is the internet.

I bet you think that there is more to me than just the fact that I'm an orphan. You're not wrong but it's hard to express my interests when all I'm ever expected to be by the people in my life is "Little orphan Annie". And it doesn't help that my first name is Anne. So I prefer to be called by my middle name; Quinn, instead. 

You're still wondering about me, aren't you? Well at least some of you. I have light brown-ish red-ish hair, hazel eyes, and pale lightly freckled skin. I'm thin as a stick from skipping most meals to avoid human interaction. I like to watch YouTube. My current (and probably all-time) favorite bands are TOP, P!ATD, FOB, MCR, Muse, and The Killers.