She stared out the window as the countryside raced by. She turned toward the social worker, twirling her red hair around her finger. "Who am I going to again?" Fate asked. "Some creep in the woods" the worker said. Raising her eyebrows, Fate stared out the window again. Who would ever love her? She was ugly and ungifted... No one wanted her, not even her own mother. Fate knew she had depression. She had always heard of it and was never diagnosed but she knew. Going from home to home, with nothing but a tattered blanket and a few dresses. She closed her eyes as a tears fell down her face. Hours later, she arrived at her knew home. It was a bright yellow house with a garden. Fate unbuckled and grabbed her backpack, climbing out of the car. She waved goodbye to the back of the workers head as they drove off. Turning around she stepped towards the porch. Arriving at the door, she raised her fist and hesitated... who was this person? She knocked and heard creaking. ( Enter your character on the next slide or slides and role play in comments)
