I hear the ticking of the clock, the tap of a pen from down the hall, and i can hear my foot shaking. I am so nervous. I've waited so long for this day but suddenly i feel as if at any moment i could sprint right out the door. Its been almost a year since my parents died, well at lest there the ones who raised me. They were in a plane crash. The last time i saw them was before they left for their trip , the last thing they said to me was "no parties while were gone, we love you . Bye." If i had know that would be the last time i saw them i would have never let them go... But theres nothing i can do to save them now, they're gone. And look at me now , i just cant wait to replace them. i bet they'ed be so proud (yea right) I'm such a disappointment. Its barely been a year and im already looking for my biological parents. They picked the wrong kid to adopt. They deserve so much better than me. i hate that im doing this o them but... i need to know who my bio parents are. i need to know why they left me. left me and didn't even care if i was adopted or in foster care.I'm in foster care. It sucks , one day i swear I'm gonna run away for this place. But theres no point I'm almost 16 so i only have two more years to go.Thats not two long, i guess. It better to suffer through than to get caught running away. My name is Alex and i'm sitting here waiting to find out if they found my parents. Everyone is here for the same reason ; to find there bio parents, children, siblings. Why should they be without? Why should I be the one who gets reunited with my family? What makes me so special to deserve that?
"Alex, Alex Keystone"
"Oh thats me"
"Right this way please"
This was it, no turning back now.
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Finding myself
RandomThis is a story about a kid. In the perspective of that kid, about what happens to that kid.