Adopted by the Cast of Grey's Anatomy

Chapter One

Alexis's POV

Have you ever heard that saying "Dying young is like history repeating itself " well I have it's from my moms favorite show from when she was my age called Charmed it's supposed to be spoken from the character Prue Halliwell played by Shannon Dorharty and for some reason I could relate to it especially now.

Before mom died life was good we didn't have much but we had each other and in all honesty isn't that all that matters. We were living comfortably in a two bedroom home with a huge living room and an open kitchen. Considering the fact that my dad left us before I was born or so my mom told me. We had enough to get us mom had a good paying job as a waitress at a local restaurant. And every day after school I would go and help out or do my homework the people at the restaurant were like our family. But then when I was ten years old tragedy struck and everything I knew changed.

My mom and I were driving home after a long day at work and such we were at a red light and when that red light turned green letting us know to go and I'm pretty sure you can guess what happened next. The doctors told me that she died before they could even get to us and there was nothing that they could do. One week later I was thrown in to foster care  at first it wasn't so bad but like my mama always used to say "No good thing can last forever" it wasn't until she died that I truly knew what she meant by that.

I've been in so many homes I can barely even count each one worse than the last. And every time I end up getting taken away by CPS.  The CPS are supposed to put children in good homes, homes where they feel safe and happy but instead they put them in places you wouldn't believe I'm not saying it's their fault but they don't really do much of a background check. I myself have been the victim of abuse from being hit with a piece of wood to being burnt from having hand forcefully put a hot iron. You can still see the scare I got from being hit on my lower back with a belt and it wasn't the first time but I'm sick of it and leaving my would be my twelfth house in tree months that is if I am able to get out of here tonight in which I'm hoping will happen I will make sure that the last incident will be the last

It's almost ten o'clock which means that it's almost time for lights out which again  means that everybody will be in their rooms with the doors closed and most likely either be getting ready for bed or are already in bed. And around ten thirty I will be escaping this hell hole they call a foster house and never come back. I have packed everything and the other day I stole some money from Ms Dawson's purse I mean I know it's wrong but she steals from the government every month so it's only fair I only took enough until I got a job which is like five hundred which is less then half of what she gets.

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It's now ten thirty I'm getting the rest of my things ready which really isn't much. As I climb out the window I hear Ms Dawson walking towards my room so I grab my stuff and get out I run as fast as I can until the end of the block which in consideration is pretty far especially for Ms Dawson who weighs about three hundred pounds and hasn't exercised a day in her life. I walk towards the high way which is really close and has a lot of hiding places and shelter hey anything is better than that hell hole. It didn't take long to find small space under pass over I can't complain considered  its warm and dry I lay down my bag up against the wall and take out the blanket that my mom gave me before she died and ever since then I can't sleep with out it maybe it's because it special to me I lay down and it doesn't take long for me to fall asleep.