Chapter one

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You sat on the top bunk of your bed staring at the ceiling with a million thoughts running through your head. Most were about how you could escape but a few were about the mother you couldn't quite remember and why on earth she would leave you at a place like this

The girls on the beds next to yours talked about school,fashion and boys. You didn't fit in with the other girls having no interest in the above topics. You took the old iPod your mother gave to you before she left and turned the Spotify playlist on shuffle before stating once more at the ceiling

The song was "third wheel " by set it off, a band you had loved since you were just a little girl. When you were still your mommy's little girl

Zach was always your favorite in the band but you did love them all.You even kinda looked like Zach with deep blue eyes and long black hair that you will not let anyone cut it or play with your hair

Your mom claims she was raped and got pregnant with yourself . She was only 15 but was anticipated to meet her bundle of joy. If only you were still that happy. She tried to raise you to the best she could but there became a time where she had to give you to the foster home. You daydream about what life could be like if she could've kept you as her little princess.

The people that ran this home clearly hated kids. They would force feed the babies,kick the toddlers and lay chores upon chores onto the teens. Old miss margarita called the girls for dinner so you turned of your music and went down
                ~~at dinner ~~
The girls talked some more about what the teachers did at school and how some dude named Josh kissed a girl named Kira and that made one of the girls at the table very mad. Eavesdropping their conversation you realised how boring these people actually are to talk to. Margarita shouted over the loud conversation amongst the other kids

"Teen girls after dinner get nice and clean you have a possible family to take you tonight " she paused to gain a breath."I hope they take at least one of you I wish they would take you all" she spoke in her thick German accent which at times was incredibly difficult to understand what she was saying

All the girls darted upstairs to put on makeup and make themselves look "beautiful " you just changed into a nicer outfit and waited for the couple to arrive. Let's just say you were pretty shocked when you saw who entered your room.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 28, 2018 ⏰

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