I look at myself in the mirror. Selfless? No. Couldn't be. More like selfish. My mom and dad think I'm beautiful. I don't see it. I'm wearing a pink plain pink tank top and a pair of Grey sweatpants I should have washed yesterday. My room is the darkest in smallest room in the house. Or at least that's how it feels for me. I don't have much in here but my bed, a desk, a dresser, and a table sitting next to my rocking chair. My pet hamster, Riley, sits on my dresser. My walls are dark blue and have gold writing all over it. I have no siblings. People say I'm lucky but I'm actually lonely. We are new to the neighborhood. We moved in 2 months ago. I walk across the room and jump onto my bed. Tired. Open up my computer screen and go to my Google account. I click on email. I have an email from a site called peoplefinder.com they didn't find anything on my real parents. Oh I guess I forgot to mention. My real parents abandon me when I was only six years old.
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The Chance
General Fiction"Just when the catepellar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly." 15 year old Addison is adopted. She is looking for her birth parents. And just when she thought the world was going her way, it crashed before her eyes. Go on the journey...
