I run along the track for PE thinking to myself on thinking about running away from here. From this hell I've called "home" for the past seventeen years. Fourteen of those years have been abuse or torture from the other kids. Not that the nuns gave a shit how I felt. Though only one truly cared for me. Sister Elizabeth. She was the one who took me in. Sadly she couldn't adopt me due to the other sisters calling me a problem child. I could move things with my mind if I was upset. When I was eleven Sister Elizabeth passed from cancer and the others blamed me for it. I felt shut out from the others and I had no other friends other than the horses at the stables. They all liked me. Elise. A chestnut mare became my horse as the other kids and sisters considered her an outcast like myself. I promised myself if I was to get adopted I was going to take Elise with me. We would be free of burden. I finish my laps when I see three men. Two in suits and another in a trenchcoat walking toward me.
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FanfictionAlex was an orphan by the time she was only three months old. Knowing nothing but St. Annie's Orphanage for Girls. Now at seventeen and a mysterious force and two FBI agents she might have the family she's been wanting her whole life. This is not a...
