Lily's Narrative:
***Flashback/Nightmare***
Here I am, adopted yet again into a family that I never thought would want me. It's a black family, thank God. There names were Mr. and Mrs. Ramsey. They had two kids of their own, but I won't be able to meet them until I get to the house.
I'm quite shocked that they would want to adopt a fifteen year old me. Normally, people that want adopt other kids would want a child that is a bit younger, but for some reason that wanted to adopt me. Hopefully this family isn't too bad.
"Oh my gosh. You're truly a beautiful young lady." said Mrs. Ramsey.
"Thank you." I said.
"Where are my manners? My name is Caron Ramsey. This is my husband, Bill Ramsey." she said.
I extended my hand for him to shake and he did. One hell of a grip.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Lily Banks." I said.
"Like the flower. That name fits you perfectly." she said.
I smiled a little.
"Where are your belongings?" asked Mr. Ramsey.
"This is it." I said.
There I was standing before them with my clothes and other belongings in a trash bag. They gave me a look that every family gives to me. Pity. I don't let it get to me, but this is how shit is when you bounce from place to place. It starts to become second nature.
Mr. Ramsey took my belongings and put everything in the trunk of his car.
"I can't wait for you to meet our other two kids. I know you will be able to adapt with the family just fine." said Mrs. Ramsey.
I looked at her and smiled. Trying my hardest to be polite and to be liked so that I can get the hell away from this group home. I walked outside of the home and got inside of their car. These folks had MONEYYYYYYYYY. Like they was riding around in a benz truck and it was looking nice as fuck. I got in the back seat and buckled in.
"Well, Lily I think you're going to like our home and our kids when you meet them. Our daughter Christina is the same age as you and our son Leonard is three years older than you." said Mr. Ramsey.
I sat in the back seat of the car nodding my head. Enjoying the scenery from inside of the car window. I was just happy to get out of that damn group home. The girls there were rude and inconsiderate, but I know that I'm going to miss my homegirl Carmen. She was always cool and she had my back more than anything.
I was slowly drifting off to sleep until I felt that car come to a complete stop.
"Lily, we're here." said Mrs. Ramsey.
For a minute of me being in the car, I came to realize that Mr. Ramsey didn't speak much, but his wife was hella talkative. But I could tell that she was excited about having me in the house with her other children.
I looked out of the car window and saw this massive ass house. It was massive, well in my opinion it was because I was use to living in shack like houses or rundown apartments. People only adopted kids just so they can get government checks. That's how my life always been since I've been in the system.
I got out of the car and stood in front of their mansion like house. Mr. Ramsey went ahead of me with my belongings.
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