After around 4 hours of driving, the car stops in front of a beautiful house. I mean, I think all houses are beautiful but this house was like a mcmansion. Two stories, with a large arched front door. I stare at the house in awe through the window of the car.
The woman, my mom now, looks back at me from the front seat and smiles, "Kaylee, welcome home."
The man, my dad now, squeezes Mom's hand and gets out of the car. He opens the two doors for Mom and me and I get out slowly.
They wrap me in another hug as soon as I'm standing, I cant help but to hug back.
Eventually they let go and we all walk to the front door. Dad unlocks it and i look at the front yard, still in awe at the fact that this is my new home. My only home, really. I smile as they pull me inside.
The house looks even bigger inside, with high ceilings and wood floors. I have to turn in a circle to take in the view of the room. I don't notice as tears start to slide down my cheeks. Happy tears of course, who would be sad standing in such a beautiful house?
Mom laughs a little at my reaction, "Kaylee would you like a tour if the house?"
I nod excitedly and they pull me further into their house and their lives.
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Sharing My Hell
Teen Fiction-this is my first story so dont judge me too hard- Kaylee Grayson has always been alone. Now at 17, she has been adopted by a very caring couple and will be starting school soon. Her new parents try to help with her lack of manners for the sake of f...
