Welcome. My shitty life. I'm at an adoption center. It's hell here. I'm not like the other kids. To them I'm weird. I'm "emo". Actually I don't care. At least I'm different. but it's still bad. I somehow have blades. And I use them a lot. They're helpful? Yeah I guess. I didn't even say my name. My name is Michael. Don't even say that's a boy name. I get made fun of it all the time. I may be a girl. But.... I'm a different kind of girl. I watch CrankThatFrank. He's an amazing youtuber. Probably cuz he's emo. Someone like me. Only I don't even know who they are. I decide to take a blade out and cut. I haven't done my daily dose of cutting. So I gotta fulfill that. Anyways. I was listening to cancer while doing it. Then a knock on my door. "Come on freak!" I hear Gina say. God. Why does she have to exist. "What!" I scream. "People are adopting!" She screams. "Fine!" I say. I put on a yeemo hoodie and head down. I just stand there like usual. No one's going to adopt me. I fell staring. I look over. I see him.
