Prolog
I sat in my room in the foster home watching TV when there was a knock at my door.
"Come in." my social worker stepped in. "yes."
"There is a Miss. Manson wants to meet you."
"Are you saying that someone wants to adopt me so soon?" she nodded. I walked out to the meeting hall to see this young looking girl with long brown hair big round brown eyes smooth skin and a perfect white smile. She stood up as soon as she saw me and stuck out her hand.
"hi, I'm Elizabeth Manson and hopefully, I'll be your new mom." I smiled. She seemed really ice and cool I couldn't wait, to be her daughter.
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Mommy, No (sequel to daddy, no)PUBLISHED
Teen FictionSince Chris doesn't want me any more. It was back to the foster home for me. I was thinking no one would want me until this lady came along to adopt me. I have another confession to make. My name is Angela Manson and my mom wants to marry me. FULL B...
