Starbucks (A Lin Manuel Miranda Adopted Story.)

16 years ago my parents went on a trip to Puerto Rico Leaving me with my grandmother. They were meant to return the following week. But on the way back their Plane crashed. People assumed they were dead. The truth is no one knows. My father's parents had died and my mom had only her mother who at the time was only 86 years old. The following year she died of natural causes. At that time I was pushed into the awful world of foster home. At the time that I started, I was only a baby. Everyone thought people would want me. Apparently, I was a fairly cute child, Natural red and brown hair, vibrant Blue eyes with green streaks coming out of the pupil, plump pink lips, and light healthy skin. This is the story of how I met my dad.