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Zafrina's pov


Umm hi, my name is Zafrina but since it's an odd name my friends just call me Ziffee (Ze▪feh). I am 16 and I have bright blue eyes and purple hair. I'm exactly 5'11, I know I'm tall but my mom says I got it from my father. Speaking of which, I've never meet my father and my mom never liked to talk to me about him so I have no idea who he is. I've always wanted to know him but I guess now I get the chance. Let me explain how, well we should start from the beginning.

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-3 years ago-

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I sat on the hospital floor crying, my mom had just passed away from a drug overdose. She's done drugs ever since I could remember but she always promised she'd never do to much. I guess thats just another promise she's broken.

"Excuse me miss?", I hear a voice say. I look up and see a middle aged women look my way. "Could you come with me please?", she asks. I nod and get up and begin walking behind her. I follow her into a small room at the end of the hall. I sit down and she begins asking me questions. "Do you know your dad?" "Do you want us to find him?" "Are you doing okay?" I tell her that I don't know my dad but I would like her to send him the information as to my whereabouts just incase he may want me. She tells me to go back to my house and gather the things I need and then she would take me to an adoption home. The distance between my house and the hospital isn't very far so I just walk. Once I get home I go up to my room and gather my most important things, my guitar, makeup, some art supplies, clothes, three pairs of vans, skateboard and my frog that I randomly got from my so called 'father' when I was born. Before I walk back out of my room I lift up my mattress and pull out a wad of money. There's at least fifty thousand dollars of saved money. I had to do some drug runs for my mom and I got paid for it. Then I went into my moms room and pulled over her mattress. She said if anything ever were to happen to her for me to get the money. I stuffed all the money into my batman book bag and walked back outside. I hadn't been out for long when the lady from the hospital showed up. I quickly put my stuff in the trunk and hopped up front. The ride there was long but silent. We pull up to a decent looking place the size of a small mansion. We get out and I grab my stuff. This should to be interesting.

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So I'm gonna make a ptv, bvb story. Can I get just one vote? Pretty please? I'll make the other chapters longer than this one it's 3:00 am and I'm really tired so this is it for now.

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