So I'm Natalya, and I'm 17 years old and I am an orphan. My parents gave me up for adoption when I was a newborn, so I barely knew them. I don't remember them. Not even their names. But I think today will be my lucky day, it feels lucky. It's probably not. I think I'm going paranoid. I've been trapped in this dumpy orphanage for pretty much my whole life. Although, there is one good thing about it here, my best friend Bernadette has been here petty much the same amount of time as me. I hope we get adopted together because I don't want to leave her if I do get adopted. Well, I better go, it's lunch time. Bye. xoxo
