Isabelle or not - The story of a teenage orphan

Eploige

*8 years later*
Kids at 24.
Yup.
Ina and Luna are 18 today.
The time has flown like a bird trying not to miss the bus.
I run my finger across a green bead on my charm, then put it back into my pocket.
Then Isabelle stirs and begins to cry.
'Shh.' I whisper 'You'll be ok.' I say.
I sing her a short lullaby, one I sung to 5 year old Ina and Luna.
Has it really been that long since I sung that song?
Since I sung?
My voice is a little cracked but after a while it becomes sweet.
Sweet like the bird that has carried time. The one who was trying not to miss the bus.
Mom and Dad/Annie and Pete live a few houses away from us. With Harry, Jack and Lily. Who are 10 and 8.
Luna lives next door with 2 of her best friends.
Ina lives on my other side with 3 of her friends and her fiancé. (Yup, at 18)
Willow -who is now 20- lives next door to Ina with her husband.
We wanted to stick together because we're a family and splitting up didn't seem right.
'And it will all turn out fine.' Some voices join in with me on the last line.
I turn around to see my family stood there, singing with me.
Ina and Luna must have taught them it.
They try not to giggle since Isabelle is in a deep sleep.
Who's Isabelle?
My daughter.
Guess where her old home was.
Miss Oliver's.
Mr and Mrs Oliver are retired and live with Miss Oliver -their daughter- who does the same job as they used to.
Before that?
Camp Meadow.
Yes, I adopted Isabelle, Gracia and Nick.
Gracia and Nick are twins, 6 years old, and Isabelle is 11 months old.
They were never given names, so I had permission to name them, just like Pete and Annie did with me, but I didn't want a name other than Not and they respected that.
I named my children after my biological parents and my sister, Gracia.
I love my children.
I send thanks to heaven where they're biological parents are for raising Gracia and Nick the way they did.
Thank you mother. Thank you Father. Thank you Gracia. Thank you to the biological parents of my beloved children.
Isabelle is stirring again.
Mabye we could all sing the lullaby together for her.
I squeeze my charm.
By the time I was 18, all of my memories of my parents and Gracia came back. It was horrible but I had Annie and Pete.
And Willow.
Willow is one of the best sisters you could ever wish for.
Her, Ina and Luna were there for me as much as Annie and Pete were.
I hope Ina and Luna never get their memories back and have to go through what I did.
They were babies so I doubt it.
They're too sweet and innocent.
I'm thankful to the story in the stars for letting me survive the shooting.
I wish they let my parents and Gracia survive too.
I'm devastated over that and always will be but I have my family.
My family.
Who pick me up when I fall down low.
Who have helped me through everything.
I love them so much.
And I always will.
Forever.