
Chapter 1.
Life.
When you were 8 you always thought you would grow up to be a princess or the president of the United states or something like that. Right? Well I know at least most kids thought that. When I was a little girl I thought I would be a Princess and Marry a handsome Prince on a White horse. I told my mom I would be just like Cinderella! My mom told me story's about princesses and how they kissed a frog or married a handsome prince. When I was 9 my mom was killed in a Car accident and my dad went crazy a week after my mom died. I was sent to Foster care were every girl acted like they would beat the shit out of me , But I was tough. I still am. Nothing is gonna take me down. I shared a room with 9 other girls. Four of them never met there parents and the other fives parents just gave up on them. Apparently I was the lucky one. I didn't think so. Eight days after I was put into Foster care Lisa (one of the girls that I shared a room with) Killed herself. She was my Best friend. I gave up on my life that day. Three years after I was put in the Foster care I was adopted. August 3rd was the day exactly. I was 12. I hated the women who adopted me she was Fat, had red hair, She was Buck toothed , and she smelled like dead cat. Her name was Marissa.
I called her Fruit Loop.
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