Well, Hiya.... I'm Addison. Addison Mckenna Quinn. I'm 13, almost 14 on June 25. It's June 23 right now. I'm at Patricia Anne's Adoption center... That's right. Adoption center. Since I was 12..Only a year... My parents kinda abused me.. I've been through a lot of shit...(A/N She does cuss a lot in this.) After a while my parents got caught and I was dragged here. It's not and better. This one chick always messes with me. Pushing me, slapping me, and calling me names..... Her names Mckenzie. She likes to believe she's this big shit, but I could take her down. She ran a way and got put here... I actually have a story. I was walking to the kitchen and I felt myself get pulled down. I felt a sting in my stomach. I saw Mckenzie. She was smirking then ran away. I had to. I knew it... I saw my blade shine... I did one for my mom, my dad, my little brother, Mckenzie, and last, Brandon. Oh, I didn't tell you? Brandon was my boyfriend.. He knew EVERYTHING about me. I loved him. He loved me. Seems weird, what we're too young? No, we were NOT! One night I came home late, and he walked with me. My parents started beating me. He stayed came in with a knife threatening them to stop. He got killed by my mo- Jennifer. They killied him. I continued walking out to the kitchen after cutting and watched my favorite show; The Walking Dead. My favorite was Carl, Rick, Michonne, or Daryl.. Mostly Carl and Rick though. I really think Rick would be an amazing dad. Carl is my all time favorite. He's perfect. Brave, strong, adorable.. His blue eyes tho..... Wait, what am I saying. Think about Brandon. I went to bed. Maybe, for my birthday, I'll be adopted....
*Next Day*
I heard someone with a brittish accent talking. I just listened. ''Sure, I'll have her pack up. She'll be soooo happy with you! She's a huge fan!". I ran up to my room. "Maddie, you're getting adopted!'. My heart was beating.....Hard to.. I hope they won't hurt me. ''Maddie, don't worry. He's a single man. You'll love him more than before. I'll miss you SO much, dear!" I hugged her as a tear fell down saying, ''I'll miss you too!''. She was always there for me. ''Go meet him dear. You'll leave with him tomorrow.". My wish finally came true. I was being adopted on my birthday. I walked downstairs and there sitting on the chair was Andrew Lincoln.. (Rick) I screamed. ''Oh, my gosh! My idol is here.!''. I walked over to the bookshelf, grabbed a book, and slammed it on my head. I looked up and sure enough, he was still there.. I put a hand out for him to shake. He looked at me like I was mental and hugged me. I hugged back of course. He said, "Hi, love. I'm Andrew. You don't have to call me dad just yet. Haha!". I said, "I'm Addison Quin- Er, Lincoln soon."."What are you like, what's your hobbies?''...."Well, I LOVE One Direction! Singing, TRYING to dance, The Walking Dead, and Carl..." I muttered the last part. "Okay, what are you like?!?!?!?!'' I chuckled, "I'm pretty funny. So, I've been told. You can tell if I'm being honest or not. When I lie I scrunch up my nose..... I can warm up to people fastly. My eyes change colors with my emotions.... Blue- Is sad. Green- Bored. Brown- Tired. Black- Angry. Purple- In love." ''You're eyes do that!?", "Yup!", I said, popping the ''P''. See you tomorrow on your birthday, Addison!" I smiled, "Okay, bye!!!!!". He got in the car and left. I hugged Patricia. ''THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!! I love you, Pat!!!!! "You're welcome. Love you too, Ads!" I went upstairs packed up and went to bed at 11:30 with a smile plastered on my face.
