Transfering homes

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  The day I lost my parents I had yelled at them. I don't even remember now what I was mad about, but I ran back behind the house out to the forest I didn't stop running until I couldn't run any longer. I collapsed on the ice ground and cried. My tears were starting to freeze and my teeth began to chatter when I smelled smoke.

By the time the firemen got to the blaze it was too late for anything to be done. Since all my parents documents and backup documents had been destroyed no one knows what there plan was for me. That was four weeks ago I ended up in foster care.

On my way to my new home my case worker tells me about my new family, they were originally from South Korea but are now live in America. And they have a boy a little older then me.

When we arrive I see several lonely houses one in particular catches my eye. It has a cherry blossom tree in the front of it with a pristine white picket fence surrounding it. Surrounding a well cared for yard and jasmine climbing up the gate. A perfect house, completed with a young boy two years older then me.

My case worker pulls up to the curb and a nice family greets me along with a boy that immediately introduces himself to me

"Hi, I'm Taehyung what is your name ?"

I reply in the shyest tone "Hi, my name is Jungkook...."

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