- Reads 616
- Votes 26
- Parts 4
- Time 26m
Ongoing, First published Nov 02, 2012
Yellow. Orange. Pink. Blue. Violet. Red. Black. Happy. Very happy. Crazy. Sad. Depressed. Angry. Mourderous. Six bracelets on my left wrist and one on my right. It depends on the mood. I've got this bracelets for seven years already, since I've been diagnosed with Diabetes type 1. I addmit it, it was hard. Being orphan didn't help either but I liked my life back in Argentina, when I still lived in the old orphanage. I was okay living in Buenos Aires. It's a huge city where I learned to take care of myself. All of a sudden, a couple adopts me right a week before my 15th birthday. A few tears, goodbyes, screams and lots of paperwork later I found myself living in York , Main , USA. New languaje, new nationality, new parents, new home, new friends and new drop in my blood sugar. Let's add my encounter with the Oak family, the owners of that huge music shop I've been dying to enter and the biggest family I ever imagined existed. Wherever you go, You'll find a green-eyed, brown-haired person. They all look alike but there's this special boy that works in the Oak's family music shop and has to help me find an instrument to play... Brent. Victoria Alonso All rights reservedAll Rights Reserved
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