Madeline Anne is a 15 year old girl at an orphanage. She is a quiet girl, well she's abused that's why. She's been bullied, physically,mentally and spiritually abused.
When her mother left her for dead in the frigid cold out side the of the orphana...
This place is huge! My jaw drops at the size of the place. I turn around and stare at them blankly. "Do you not like it?" Ask Harry "No, I like it, it's just...huge" they laugh "I guess..." Niall says. They unlock the door and head in. I follow after them. My jaw drops again the inside is even better then the outside. "Before you get settled we have a few of rules. Rule 1. If you leave be home before 10 pm. Rule 2. Bedtime is 11 Rule 3. No boys over unless we approve Rule 4. You'll get up at an reasonable hour Rule 5. No cursing" Louis says. I nod, then Harry smiles "Do you want to put your things in your room?" "Uh...sure..." they take me up to the third floor and down the left hall to the last room. Harry opens the door for me and I shuffled in with my suitcase. "I hope you like it..." "Like it...you mean Love it! Because it's Perfect! Thanks guys!" I hug them all. "No probs prinny" says Zayn "Prinny?" "Yep" he says popping the 'p' and smiles as he ruffles my hair. "We'll call you down for dinner, sweetie" Louis "Okay" I smile sweetly. They leave me to unpack. I put my clothes neatly in the dresser and hanged my oversized sweatshirts, dresses, and jacket in the closet. I put my pajamas under the pillows and I looked once more around the room. The walls were colored turquoise and white. The carpet was turquoise my bed comforter white and the sheets white and turquoise. The pillows matched the walls and the bed sheets, but the doors are black. My dresser and vanity are white. My desk and chair are turquoise along with my beanbag chair. "Sweetheart, it's dinner time..." I snap out of my daze and snap my head to face the person. It was Niall. "Okay!" I get up and head over to the door and check my appearance and fixed my hair quickly and put on one of my oversized sweatshirts and headed downstairs. I walk down to the kitchen and the smell of deliciousness fills my nostrils. Potatoes, carrots, broccoli, and sour cream. Mmmm
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