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*Bri's Point of View* "Mary this is our new daughter Bri." Paul introduces me to a beautiful lady. She looks to be about forty. "Excuse me?" "Hi," I say timidly.
Sorry that i haven't been around recently. Its been a hard week. My granddads brother passed away. Anyway, i have found out some um family past from other relatives.
"Life is a ride." Those were my moms words. I've always treasure them, I always have and I always will. She died a few weeks ago and now those are the only things that remind me of her.
Harry has been sending a lot of text messages and phone calls but I really can't be bothered with him so Serena has came for a movie day.
Chapter 11: Maddy’s P.O.V ‘Debbie, I’m going to go see him. Is that alright?’ I said, ‘Yeh, fine darling!’ she answered. I gave Jack a hug and walked off.
Chapter 10 It's been near two weeks since I last heard of Ryan, am worried sick about him but I know he's safe.
Sorry, another short chapter. Me, Laynie, and Tayla spend the day chatting about random stuff like we usually do. I try to keep my gaze away from the empty bag sitting at the edge of my cot.
Chapter 9 I take a deep breath and drag my suitcase along the path up to the house, I turn around to the car which had Ryan in, he was more upset than me, He thought he could look after me and be a...
I sit beside my mother's body, crying. "Doctor... You save everybody. Always. Bring her back. Please." "I can't. Not always." He says and takes my hand.
"What?" Laynie stands up so quickly that her chair wobbles. "WHAT?!" "Um...Laine, we're adopting Kiela." Tawn says, almost uncertanly. "It's Laynie!. And why are you adopting Kiela?.
Not as long as the first chapter. Enjoy... Quinn rearanges her face into a forced smile. "Hello, girls. Say hi to Mr. and Mrs. Pillet." Tayla chokes out a weak "Hi." Laynie nods sharply.
Dear diary, I'm sure everyone has that one ex that the think about every now and then. I know I do. And the funny thing is I truly don't know why I do it.
Little one, come rest that weary head. I left this for you to see before you go to bed. A tiny little pillow that means so much. With welcoming words, your heart to touch.
So I guess this is hey. I'm just getting used to this app right now so I'm sorry if I'm not doing things right or anything, anyway I thought I'd start with a little introduction.
#beginningline challenge I stand upon the edge of knowing, the possibilities are far and wide. As I wait, tentatively in this place, I get to thinking.... What if it's not like I'm hoping.
At just 13, 4ftBloggr has overcome more obstacles than many encounter in a lifetime. And she's still smiling.
Abandoned and alone No place to call your home Your mother too self involved You feeling like a "problem" that needs to be resolved A gorgeous little boy Who just wants to play with his toy.
Sometimes I wish I knew my biological parents. I wish I knew why they just left me. Did they have to. Did they want to. Did they even care. Did they even name me. Sometimes I wish they never left me.
Chapter 4 Christmas "Claire. Claire!" I jolt awake, and turn to find Chandler shaking me. "What?"I say in a tired voice. "It's Christmas that's what now wake up." he says still shaking me.
Chapter 4 True Pain I roll out of the living room, and into my bedroom. I shut the door and lock it. I then take a chair, and wedge it underneath the door knob for good measure.
Are family fell apart... "I'm sorry, she's gone" said the head doctor. And escorted us to the door. "May we?"asked dad, he gave the doctor a stern look.
"Do you want to go for a ride?", I asked him. It was late at night, so he was light awake. He didn't answer me though.
Kelly was gone for ages, and shall I tell you why. Because she was actually told she was going to be adopted by the Richardson family.
It breaks my heart to think That so many kids are in homes Rarely have someone to love No one visits, no one phones Some are too small to talk Unable to use their voice It pains me thinking of...