Adopted by the Avery's

My name is Hope I have been in foster care ever since I can remember. They say my parents died in a car crash that I was in I don't understand how am I alive then I never understood. When I was six I ran away and stole stuff from gas stations for a few days then got sent to a group home same thing happened when I was eight, ten, and twelve. When I was fourteen I got in trouble for selling drug I never did do them. I was in juvenile hall for two years then put back into a group home with more security. Then one day all of us girls got told to stand in the hallway we thought one of us was supposed to be kicked out but a family was standing there a perfect family.