Faith's POV (July 17th, 2017)
So, yesterday night I was back at Logan's apartment. While I was falling asleep, I had a memory come back to mind from when I was 12 years old. It was in the time I was adopted by a kind of nice family. The Rodgers were they're last names. Joe and Marissa Rodgers were they names. They already had three kids of their own named Kyle, Normani, and Manny. Kyle was 15, Normani was 13 and Manny was 12 the same age as me at the time. They decided to adopt me because they felt bad for me and they wanted a fourth child in close age with their other kids.
They firstly lived in East Hollywood, but when they adopted me, they decided to move to Buffalo, New York. There was a lot of attractions out there. They was amusement park 40 minutes away that they would take us kids to a lot.
The name of the amusement park is Darien Lake. (A/N: A real place, I didn't make it up! It is my favorite place to go in the summer for concerts and to ride roller coasters. Look it up if you'd like!)
They have over 6 roller coaster that were pretty fun to ride except I didn't ride the Ride of Steel or known as the Superman. I was afraid of how tall it is. So was Normani, so we stayed back with our mom while Kyle, Manny and Joe went on it.
My favorite ride was the Viper. It is super fun to ride.
My mom at the time took me and Normani to a concert and then the whole family went to a couple concerts. Lets just say that they were rich. We saw Big Time Rush, Train, John Mayer with Phillip Phillips. I know laugh at me for seeing Big Time Rush, but they were one if the big bands along with One Direction.
After about 6 months of the Rodgers adopting me, we moved back to California. For many reasons.
Reason 1: They didn't like the cold weather
Reason 2: It was hard to make new friends at our new school for us kids
Reason 3: I soon started to isolate myself from the family and my mental health started to get bad
Reason 4: Because of my mental health they decided to bring me back to the adoption center cause they couldn't help me
They did give me a good time, but I just wasn't really feeling it.
I was brought out of my thoughts by Logan asking me a question.
"Hey Faith, are gonna start getting ready to he-." He stopped talking to me.
"Are you okay? Why are you crying?" He asked me as he came over and sat next to me on my bed.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just thought of a good memory." I told him while I wiped away the tears that I didn't know I shed.
"What is it? The memory?" He asked me.
I told him the memory that I was just thinking about minutes before.
"Oh." Was all Logan said.
"Can I ask you something?" I asked him.
"You know you always can, what is it?"
"Can we go back to New York? Go back to the amusement park? Go back to Buffalo? Just for fun and to see where I grew up for 6 months?" I asked Logan.
"Sure we can!" He said.
"Could the Why Don't We come along too? I think it would help me and my mental health to get away for a little while." I told him.
"We could ask them when we head over in 30 minutes." He asked.
"30 minutes?! I have to get ready!" I spoke to myself.
I jumped out of bed and went to my dresser to pick an outfit out.
