Cimorelli Household
Narrator
The Cimorelli girls sat thinking, silently scanning the room. Their parents walked in through the large brown door.
"Girls we have come to a decision" their father said, the girls slowly turned around and smiles over took their faces.Christina's POV
Our parents wanted to adopt a teen girl and asked us about it this morning. We all agreed, excited to have a new sister. Our parents left us to go look for the perfect child. Once our parents found a girl that they liked they showed us her profile.Name: Emily Michelle Greenhooks
Age: 15
Birthday: March 4th 2002
Background: Parents died in a car crash. Was adopted and abused. Almost died in hospital. Doesn't trust people until she knows them well.
Blood type: +O
Medications: Pills of Anxiety and Depression
Date of Admission: August 12th 2010
-------------------------------------------She looks so skinny, sad and broken.
"Does she look ok?" Our mother asked us. We all turned around and nodded happy that we will have a new sibling.
"The next adoption day is next week, we will go and meet her then" our father said.
"Okay, Mike" my sister Katherine said. We don't call our parents mum and dad. We call them Mike and Lynne it's a sign of respect that we use.
We spent the rest of the week preparing for the new arrival. We began cleaning and getting a new bed to put in Katherine's room. I'm older yet she doesn't share. But I don't really care. She's the only one that doesn't share.
After a long week we where finally ready. We got our songs ready to perform to the kids. We are in a band called Cimorelli, our last name.Adoption Day
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We all got up early to get ready to go to the orphanage. We only have 1 bathroom between 6 girls so it's pretty hectic and takes an age to get everyone ready. Soon enough we where getting our voices warmed up whilst Amy and Dani tuned their guitars and Lauren fetched her tambourine.Narrator
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Soon the six girls and their parents where ready to go and headed to their mini-van to go to the orphanage. After driving for 30 minutes they arrived. They opened the sliding doors of their grey mini van and stood onto the leaf covered ground. The guitarists fetched guitars and stood with their sisters.
"Here goes nothing" the youngest one, Dani said as they walked towards the old doors.