Adopted by Michael Jackson

Chapter 1

24th January 1984

Carly's P.O.V.

I dragged myself out of bed at the orphanage and pulled on my school uniform. Eh school, I hate it but come on who doesn't? The uniform was a green and white stripped shirt, a grey skirt, grey knee high socks, black shoes and a green, black and yellow stripped tie with a black blazer. I looked in the mirror and brushed my long dark ginger hair that goes down to my mid back. I took one last look in the mirror and made sure my hair was completely straight before lifting my bag and running down stairs.

I grabbed a slice of toast and stuffed it in my mouth before running out the door to the bus stop. When I got there the bus wasn't there, so while we wait let me tell you about myself.

I am ten years old, I have long dark ginger hair that goes down to my mid back and I have really light blue eyes. my favourite singer of all time is Michael Jackson, like who doesn't like him? apart from this girl called Ellie in the orphanage. She hates him to death. You might wonder why I live in an orphanage, well let me tell you why.

When I was about four years old my mum died in a car accident and after that my 'dad' also knows as Mark started abusing me and blamed the accident on me. He would go out and drink and come home late night or even in the morning. Some nights when he came home he would lock us both in my bedroom and play "candy land" with me and I hate that the most. One day when he was beating me with a belt one of my neighbours heard me screaming and called the police and I ended up in the orphanage, 'sunny side'. It's not very bright if you ask me. And now from that experience I am afraid of men.

The bus came round the corner and we all got one when it stopped in front of us. I sat in silence for the whole bus ride and stared out the window while the rest of the bus decided to have a screaming match.

After a about 15 minutes we arrived at the turning circle in the school playground where all the buses stay. we all got off and headed to our form rooms to get marked in.

I walked through the front doors and walked up the flight of stairs in front of the doors to where my form class was.

I stood against the wall while the rest of my class stood in their little groups talking and giggling. I just stood there alone, no one in my class likes me. The only one that really likes me is my form teacher, Mrs Rodgers. Although I think she only acts like it because you know it's kind of their job.

After form the rest of the day flew by and it was time to go back home. YAY!

I got on the bus and sat in silence and once again the rest of the bus decided to have a screaming match.

When the bus stopped at where we got on I got off and went straight back to the orphanage.

I got through the door and went straight into my room and put my bag back on the floor.

There was a knock on my door.

"Come in" I said.

Brittany the person who looks after all of us walked in.

"Just to let you know there is someone very special coming to visit so be on your best behaviour" she said.

"Ok" I simply replied and then she left.

Ugh. I don't see the point in me going down I never get adopted and when ever I do it's always a guy and I always get abused and get sent back so i don't see the use in me going down.

Anyways I quickly got changed into black leggings, an American flag t-shirt, a red sweater and my flat convers.

I went downstairs to see all of the children waiting in the main room, so I quietly went in and sat in the corner. I scanned the room with my eyes and spotted Ellie.

She hates me, well I suppose all the people here hate me. I noticed she was coming towards me. she stopped in front of me.

"Listen here, you stay right in this corner. No one wants to adopt an ugly little brat like you." She sneered and walked off to her group of friends giggling.

She was right though. why would anyone want to adopt me? I think I should just stay here. Anyways Ellie is always right.

My thoughts where interrupted by Brittany.

"Ok guys, we have a very special visitor here with us. please welcome Michael Jackson." she said and Michael Jackson walked in. He was wearing black slacks, black loafers, a red button up shirt and a black fedora.

I was frozen in the spot. I didn't know what to do. He smiled at me and I gladly smiled back until Ellie shot me a glare and my smile faded.