Adopted by Emma Watson.

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As big as this house is, it was prone to get lost sooner or later.. Which is exactly what happened, I got lost. Did Emma laugh at me? yes yes she did, did it hurt my feelings, maybe the verdict is still out on that one.

I guess I won't be returning to little orphan Annie anytime soon. It's comfy here, and Emily has a perfect home now. Emma was scared of her at first but after learning that Emily pretends to be a goat she was accepting unlike that twisted frog toad Mina.

But I still let Emily sleep in my bed, because I am a good parent like that. Can you believe Emma doesn't want her own child to be in her room, what the freak is that? like what does she think I'm gonna do come across her toys? like having barbies at the age of thirty is kind of embarrassing, but i won't tell her how to live.

If she wants to play with barbies by herself go for it, next time she should keep the nose down, she sounded like she stepped on a lego..

I do like it here somewhat, I mean she's a really good cook, and so am I.... ok that's a lie, god! Why do you have to know everything?

She is very welcoming and a warm person which is good to know, she could've been a murderer and I could be dead, but hopefully I'm not. That would be bad.

Surprising like she doesn't have any new projects yet, and catching this SHE PUT ME INTO SCHOOL. Like miss thang no.. I don't do school and I am well eduamcated right now.

Talking about school, I'll fail on purpose so then I don't have to feel bad about myself when I fail for real. But at least I am good at sports! Oh yeah! Something I forgot to say was that I am really good at soccer. We used to play it at the orphanage.

The only reason I agreed to going to school was to humor Emma, she was clearly excited about having a 'kid'. And she was so nice and kind how was I supposed to tell her no? Like I wanted everything in my body screamed at me to say no, but I couldn't.

But I had another realization.. I can't bring Emily to school. Which was a big no no because she couldn't survive without me:(..

Some things I've learned recently was that I really enjoy action movies over princesses. Like the hunger games is a personal favorite I watch the last one on repeat. I also enjoy crime shows too. Maybe I'll be a detective when I am older. Or maybe I want to be a lizard I am not sure yet.

Maybe Emily can help me decide. But if one thing is for sure I do NOT want to be a celebrity, people are always in a hoes life.. like Emma goes to the store and bam there are twenty millions people in her business.

I guess I have a hard time understanding because I've never really thought of famous people being different from normal people. Honestly Emma is pretty normal, she breathes air, takes showers, eats food. What is so fascinating???????

"Hi," I heard a voice whisper from behind me, when I tell you I screamed I think I might've shattered mirrors all the way in her bathroom. "Easy now, it's just me," she laughed.

"I'm so glad you find my pain funny," I rolled my eyes, she playfully punched my arm.

"What are you watching?" she asked, looking at the TV.

"Porn," I smiled.

"Charlie.."

"I'm just kidding, it's the hunger games."

"Oh," she smiled.

"You can watch it with me if you want, but I must warn you might find it scary," I whispered the last part. She laughed, "what's so funny?"

"I might find it scary? you forgot I was in the car with you, and you watched me enter the room, and you still screamed," she pointed it out.

"Fair point," I said, patting the spot beside me. She sat down next to me and began watching very closely. She almost looked like she was studying it. It was pretty to look at it, but as it stands, I was correct: the movie was scary. She would jump at every little outpost, it was funny to watch.

By the time she finished the first one she wanted to watch the next three. We only got through the third one when she fell asleep. Pffff loser. I turned the volume on the movie down and picked her up, her arms slipped around my neck as she nuzzled into my neck. Glad she was sleeping, I must've been sixteen different shades of red.

I set her down gently on her bed, I pulled the millions of blankets she had over her. She stirred at first but ended up getting comfy. Maybe I should stay... it doesn't seem that bad.