Hello my name is Luna cross I am the 4 child of my family, well actually adoptive family. When I was born my mom could not take care of me so she gave me to my grandparents ally and John cross. I never saw the face of my mom but I found early in my life that my older brother the first born was actually my father.
Right now I'm 15 and let's say things have changed. But let's just straft from the beginning.
One April 5, 2004 a baby girl was born. She had hazel green eyes. Her mother was not well enough to take care of her so she gave me to my grandparents. Before they left for America. Everything was good until I turned 2 years old. My mother's father came to take me back to Russia. He had the full right to do so. So in a week I was in a different place and with different people.
As soon as I could speak and lien my grad father sent me to a different place in England where my fathers family could not find me. I lived there for 5 years. With a friends family. I barely saw my grandfather. Almost all my birthdays he would only send a card and my favorite flowers and a gift.
After I turned 10 my grandfather sent me to Australia where I lived five more years I was 10. I went back for summer vacation and my grandfather left for a business meeting and left me in a big house alone. With maids and house keeper. I got a letter from my fathers family that they are coming to get me and go home. I was happy. After I saw them I was finally felt the joy of having a loving family.
I was happy I got to be with people that loved me and cared. But that's not the end of the story.
