Harry lost his mom and dad at a carnival when he was trying to find his teddy bear his parents won for him. He was found by the police by the farris wheel and was sent to a foster home. He's been running away from eight homes so far. Will he ever fi...
Dakota's POV "Geneva! Erica! Come on!" I'm sixteen, turning seventeen in about a month. Geneva is twelve and Erica is seven. We're all fostered. Ever since our mom died, our dad hit us, punished us, and stuff that horrible people do. We ran away and went to the police station. The cop set us up with Mr. and Mrs. Keith. They are very nice and loving. "We're here," Geneva said. "Finally. The new kid mom and dad is fostering will be here soon, so let's make them dinner when they arive, they'll be thrilled," I said. While Geneva and Erica were setting the table, I was cooking the meal, and I gotta say, it looks pretty good.
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—————————————— Harry's POV We pulled up to Mr. and Mrs. Keith's house, and I gotta say, it looks a little small, but nice
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"Welcome home Harry," Mrs. Keith said, " now we also have an eighteen, almost nineteen lovely lady, Dakota, a twelve year old, Geneva, and a seven year old, Erica. Since we have a smaller home for a fairly large family, you'll be sharing a room with Dakota," she said. When I walked in, the house was nice for it being small. The three girls walked in all dressed up for dinner. Be my guest if you ask me why. I'm guessing the girl on my left was Dakota. Holy shit, was she pretty. "Hey! You must be Harry! I'm Dakota," she said, her hand shaking mine. " We wanted to welcome you nicely, so I made dinner and Eva (nickname for Geneva) and Erica set the table, I hope you enjoy it." —————————————— After dinner —————————————— "Okay. So Eva and Er's (Er is short for Erica) room is right across from our room." Dakota said, "and also since we're the older kids, we get a television." "Cool." During the tour of the house, minus the master bedroom, there was a television room, living area, kitchen, and dining room. Eve and Er's room was a pink base color, with purple strips. Kota, my nickname for her for only myself to call her that, had a dark blue base color, with grey strips. On her side of the room, she as a light up D hanging on the wall on top of her bed, and surprisingly, I have a light up letter H. "Hey Kota, did you put that letter H on top of by bed?" I asked her. "Yeah, you like?" she asked. "Very." Maybe this place isn't as bad as my other supposed houses I've been to. Maybe this can be my forever home.
