Adopted By O2l. (O2L FanFiction)
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My name is Ryan Beth- well I don't know my last name. My Sister and I have lived in a orphanage for the majority of our life. My sisters name is Cailey Marie, and she is the cutest thing. She is five years old and I am 17 years old. I am like a mother to her so we will never be seperated. My Sister and I were put in the orphanage when my sister was 1 year old. My mom started to do drugs and drink alot so ran away myself to the orphanage. My father is gone and Im guessing my mother is still a drunk that doesn't even remember she has kids.
-Present Time-
I stand while Cailey sits in a rusty metal chair staring at her self in the old wooden vainty. I brush her golden locks then fish tail her perfectly straight natural hair as I think to myself what a normal home would be like since I don't remember my old one much. I don't believe it counts anyways, it wasn't exactly the perfect home. Little did I know, one was coming soon.
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