"Head in the clouds" -88rising
I'm Anne Shirley.
I have a confession to make.
I write letters. Letters to the boys I loved and still love.
Why write letters when you can just scream out the window "I like ____" But the thing is... I can't, cuz one of the boys live next door.
I write letters when I like someone so much that I have nothing to do about it. Sometime I read them to remind myself of how strong my emotions can be. There are only 3 people who knows about the letters, Diana, Josie, and Lizzie.
Anne Shirley: in foster care with the Cuthbert's. Her 2nd year will be next week. Might get adopted or just be sent to another family.
Lizzie Roy Cuthbert: currently adopted by the Cuthbert's. In 6th grade. Loves Anne.
Diana Barry: like a big sister to Anne. Anne's neighbor. Very responsible and mature. A kindred spirit. Currently in college.
Josie Pye: Anne's wild best friend. Diana thinks she is bad influence but Anne does not. Always there for Anne, also hates her cousin Ruby.
They promised never to tell anyone. They promised, so I trust them. I really do.
*ding dong*
"Anne, stop day dreaming and will you please get the door?" Marilla said and I walked to the door to see who it was. It was a well dressed lady with a big yellow envelope. I opened the door.
"Um are you Anne Shirley?" I nodded.
"Sorry to tell you but you've been in this household for over 2 years." Oh no.
Marilla came to see who it was, "what is it?" The woman with the blonde curly hair said, "ma'am, Anne Shirley has been in this house hold for 2 years now, and you know that 2 years the limit. I have her set to a nice family so you don't have to worry. Now child pack your things"
"B-but what about school?" I asked her, I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay.
"Honey, it's ok. We will figure things out but first we need to follow the law."
30 minutes later...
I'm in the car with the lady ready to go to Charlotte town, 2 hours away from Avonlea. Lizzie was crying and Matthew just could see me leave.
"We are here." The woman said and I got out of the car.
A house, not that big or small. I knocked on their door and I smiled when they opened the door. The blonde lady said, "hi, I'm Donna Lones, this is the Anne we were talking about." I waved and they let me in. There was a boy my age and a little boy.
"Hi, I'm Timothee Charette." Timothee waved, he has curly blonde hair with light brown eyes.
"HI! I'm LEO!" The cute little boy smiled big and they led me to my room.
