Evie was reading her book in St Marina Children's Home, where she lives. It was one of her favourites by Stephen King. She lay quietly on her bed, without any sound reading it.
All the children were at a party downstairs, making a complete racket. Evie was the only one who wasn't there. She was a very quiet girl at the home. She didn't have any friends so she just left everyone to it.
The room door opened with a creek. It was one of the people who looked after the children, Sister Mary. She walked over to Evie's bed and sat gently on the edge.
"Why aren't you at the party Evie? You absolutely love parties." Sister Mary asked kindly.
"I just don't fancy it, I guess." Said Evie. She put the book down on her bed and looked at Sister Mary sadly.
"Evie Adams, I know you want a family. Everyone wants it so badly, They just have to wait that's all."
"It's not just that Sister Mary." Evie cried, "I have no friends. No-one likes me. I might as well be on my own."
"Don't feel like that Evie, your a kind and sweet girl. If you don't want to go to the party, that's ok." Sister Mary smiled at Evie and left the room within a flash.
Evie picked up her book, twirled her red, curly hair and carried on reading.
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The Adoption
FanfictionEvie gets adopted by a man called Brendon Urie. Everything went along fine, until she faces the consequences. Evie figures that Brendon isn't as he seems.
