I live in a home with six other people, my foster dads,my three foster sisters Payton,Ericka,and Lillian,then my blood bother Nash. Nash and I have been started in the system when I was 3 and he was 4. My dads adopted us a few months after we were put in the system. Everyone came at seperate times after that. Im closest to Ericka she is my age. Payton and Lillian are one year apart so they are closer. Nash and I have a really special bond most brothers and sisters dont have.
My dads called us down stairs to talk to us. When everyone was there my dad began to speak.
"Everyone I know there is so many people here now but we have made things work."
Nash spoke
"Guys what is this about?"
My other dad said
"The foster system has called and asked if we could hold a teenage boy until the either find him a foster or have enough room to hold him."
My other dad said
"We wanted everyones opinion."
Everone agreed it was okay.
The teenage boy is going to stay with Nash which he was excited about.
We heard the car pull up and my dads yelled for us to come down stairs.
When I got down there I saw a boy about my age with beautiful brown eyes and hair that was pushed to the side he was perfect. My dad spoke up and said
"Everyone this is Cameron... Cameron Dallas."
