We're broken people~ Adopted by Tyler Joseph

1~ orphan

So you want to know who I am?

I'm Crystal and well in an orphanage. You might be wondering how I got here, sometimes I wonder the same thing. Long story short, I was abused as a child.. I was a slave in my own house trapped behind a fake smile when I left. Threatened everyday by my "parents" that if I said anything I would become "dead meet" or that's what they said. Everything is kinda a blur until poof! I'm in a police station getting questions about my "parents".

All they said and asked was what happened for my 15 years of living in that hellhole I called home. I kept quiet most of the interrogation wanted to go home. But no! The next thing I know is that I'm getting driven to my house, packing my belongings, and getting driven back to an orphanage. How great! That's where my story begins...

"Now you may go" the officer said as we pulled up to a building. It looked like an apartment that wasn't taken care of at all. I approached that building that read Orphanage for all Ages! Wow they made it seem like it was a happy place filled with laughter and puppies.

Oh boy I was wrong

As I approached the building  and knocked on the door, a petite old women with grey hair opened up.

"Welcome to the.....oh" She turned around, frowning, and yelled to someone else, "looks like we have another one"
I was taken in quickly by the lady, retrieving glares from other kids, it doesn't help that I'm wearing black skinny jeans and my twentyonepilots hoodie. The only thing my parents ever got me. That hoodie meant the world to me cause...well twenty one pilots is my favorite band and has helped me with so much, and hides a lot that people don't know about.

"Hello my name is Ms.Christina" the frail lady said " all we need to do is ask you some questions and fill out a form" I nodded as she took me into another room. I got to look at the place. Geez this is really shitty I thought to myself while walking into the room.

All the questions were basic and such. They handed my a paper to finish off that had questions:

Full name: Crystal Aryn Jones
I hated my name Crystal. My parents named my after a goddamn rock.
Favorite hobbies: Singing, listening to music (twenty one pilots)
Mental/Medical illnesses?:
That question bothered me the most. A little while back I was diagnosed with depression and a whole other array of illnesses. I decided to leave it blank.
Age: 15
Birthday: December 23rd

As I finished I handed the paper to the lady and she smiled. "Hi my name is Erica and I'll be showing you around" she said

After we finished she finally led me to my "room". It was an array of bunk beds lined up near to eachother.
"Crystal you will be sleeping here"
She pointed to a top bunk that had no one under it. Thank god I didn't have to deal with anyone below me. After setting up 2 girls about my age came up behind me

"Hello emo.." one said "my names Abby and this is Jaiden. we are going to have a great time together"

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A/n.  Hello everyone hope you enjoyed this chapter!! There will be many more to come!