Dreams are just the beginning

New start at something not very new

Hey guys I'm so sorry that I haven't been posting for quite some time now. High school is a you know what, and i've been writing for my schools paper and it's just a a lot to work with. I have been trying to correct all the many mistakes in this book as I can and to make it with longer chapters and even more information. Please please please comment and vote I will be so grateful!! comments get noticed and votes get more chapters ;*

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Reagan's POV.

Monday mornings. That's all I have to say. Monday. It's the worst thing in the world. Wait, scratch that, being someone's punching bag everyday on a Monday morning. That's the winner! That's basically every morning for me.
It honestly just happens to be Monday.

I'm just a fascinating child named Reagan. PFHAHA ok who is ever a fantastic kid? I'm more known as a parents failed attempt at raising children. I don't know why people make such a big deal about having perfect children. Having them become doctors, and marrying men that have a good job with barrels of grandkids. *shudder* children.

Love is just about living in the moment and enjoying every breath you have. Well at least that's one way of how I see the world differently.

I live in Michigan and anyone else that lives in Michigan.... I know the pain. There is literally nothing to do here that doesn't involve a shovel, a casino, or a tent.

My dream is to move back to New York. I was born in the big city but I had gotten adopted before I could really get out much. I got adopted by the most wonderful parents ever, Christian and Belle.They just act like my real birth parents from the way they take care of me. The sad part is my parents died in fatel car crash. Well that's what they told me.

*Flashback*

I layed on my bed, seventh birthday arriving tomorrow. I Just couldn't wait to get my cake all to myself, A day just for me and no one else in the house. I was just rumbling in my bed with excitement and wonder of what I might receive from the house mothers.

I heard the door creak open to the hall, But someone was creeping in. I got scared and hid under the big covers of a big bed filled with other girls my age. It was one of the older girls, Her name was Carley. She had a Big nose and I didn't like her that much.

She started to look around to see if anyone was up, but I was under the covers peeking throughout to look. She started to go throughout one of the girls's Dresser drawers and I gave a puzzling look.

A second later she pulled out a diary and took off to the hall again before anyone could look. I didn't think it was right to go and get someone else's book that isn't theirs. I wouldn't tell the house mothers because then i would get in trouble for tattle tailing and that would't be good on my birthday.

I decided just to sleep were I was because I knew it was going to be fun waking me up early tomorrow.

*the next morning at 8:00*

"Reagan? Someone is here to see you sweet heart. I would put on your birthday dress and come downstairs in about 15 minutes alright?" One of the nicer house mothers said as I nodded and got out of bed, Stretching my limbs to their freedom of relaxation. I quickly gathered the dress in my hands that was in the dresser. I went to the connecting bathroom to change, The navy blue dress with a pink bow around the waist.

The house mothers would treat all of the girls here right. They knew that they didn't have mothers to look up to on their own and I thought of them as baby sitters just waiting on my true mom and dad to pick me up after work was done.

I rushed downstairs after putting my curly brown hair in pig tails, then sliding on my shoes to match the pink bow. I caught up with my breath at the end of the three flights of stairs.

"Oh hello darling, don't you look pretty. I heard it's your birthday." A woman to be about 27 and a man to look about the same age looks at me and waited for my answer.

"yes ma'am it is my birthday. I'm officially seven!" I gleamed in the glory of being special today.

"Well how about for your birthday present we take you home and you can spend the rest of your birthdays with us from now on?" I was speechless, I couldn't move either.

"You want me as your daughter?" I just sat down on the ground and looked to the door where I could see all the other boys and girls look at me with sorrow eyes. I felt bad that they didn't choose any of the other children, Now they are still tuck here. Whenever someone got adopted I was always happy for them and never got mad. I knew my day would come and It would be the best day ever!

"I would love to go with you guys! Lemme go pack please and I will be right back so don't go no wheres ok?" She just nodded and looked over the One of the house mothers.

I ran up those three flights of stairs in record time in order to pack all of my stuff before they would change their mind and leave me here. That happened to a girl here once. They said that they would adopt her, so she went to go pack but instead they adopted a baby. I really hope they don't adopt a baby instead of me! I can say googoogaagaa and i can have a diper too!

I Got all of my stuff in a barbie backpack and a small case for glasses. This time I took my time down the stairs, And they were still their with a big smile on their faces. They seem like good mommy's and daddy's.

"Are you ready to go love? We have a long car ride and we have to take a plane back to our house tonight too." Plane ride? Car ride? Disney sounds fun too man can we go?

I laughed slightly to myself as my new daddy grabbed my case and my princess backpack.

"I like your backpack I might just take it for me and you get mine." I gasped and looked at my new mommy for help.

"Christian! Why would you do such a thing she looks like she is going to cry! Say your sorry and please ring Reggie to bring the car around." I looked at her funny, We can walk anywhere we want in New York! well at least I thought.
They lady pulled me inside and told the driver to go to this fancy hotel. I really didn't care because I was too fascinated by the amount of food that they had in that thing. I grabbed a juice box and looked up at what was now my new mom. She was on her phone so now I could really get a good look at her. She had a very pale face, skinny as can be and looks like she doesn't work with other kids by the way she was dressed. She had these death traps I think they were called heels on. If she makes me wear those I won't like my new mommy.

"Hun stop staring it isn't nice to stare." She said without even looking from her phone at me. My eyes widened with fear as if I thought she could read minds too.
*flash back is over*
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