Adopted by Swayla

Chapter 1

I crawled through the window quietly. I put my skate board on my bed and crawled into the room. It was full of sleeping girls so I had to be quiet. "Ally?" I heard a little voice say. I turned to see gracie, another young girl here at the orphanage.

"Gracie go to sleep." I said smiling at her. I picked her up and tucked her in quietly. I crawled into my own bed and finally fell asleep.

My name is ally, I'm 14, and I've been in foster care since I was 5. My mom was a drug addict and I never knew my dad. I've been in and out of at least 10 homes since then. I was always returned due to my behavior "issues".

I just stopped caring about everything. I like to smoke weed,steal, drink, the list goes on and on but who cares. I guess you could say I'm a bitch. I pretty much rule this place. I'm only nice to the little ones.

I've been told I have anger issues but it's whatever. Little did I know this was the last time I'd be sleeping in this old bed...