*Avie's P.O.V.*
"I'm Harry and this is Louis. We were informed there was a child for us to look at." the taller one, Harry, said.
"She's over there, her name is Avie. She is shy, just to warn you." Miss Barbra said, looking and pointing towards me.
"Hi Avie!" The feathery haired man, Louis, said sweetly.
I was afraid to speak so I just nodded and waved, a bit awkwardly to be honest.
"So, can you tell me a bit about yourself?" Louis asked.
"Y-yeah, I gu-ess." I stuttered.
"My favorite color is, umm, black.
My favorite word is circumference, because no one knows what it means. My hobby is writing. I like to sing. I've always wanted to try art, but have nothing to do that with. Umm, yeah... I guess that's it. I'm kinda boring..." I trailed off.
"Can I ask you something?" Perry asked. I nodded. "Are you sure you're only five?" I nodded again. "You're very smart for a five year old." She said proudly.
"No, everyone says I'm stupid and ugly..." I said, tears threatening to fall.
"No" Harry said sternly. "You are the most smartest and most beautiful girl I've ever seen. don't ever think otherwise." he said kindly.
"O-okay" I said with a smile, because for once, I felt happy. I felt seen.
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Adopted
FanfictionAvie, a 5 year old orphan, used to dream about getting a new family. A happy, married couple walking in, hands laced together. But what happens when, in the middle of a panic attack, a woman starts to adore her and calls her friend to adopt her? (La...
