*Knock knock* It's child services open up ! I looked at my older brother as if asking should we open the door. He looked at me shrugged his shoulders and open the door a women walked in with a suit and a police officer behind her she asked if our mo...
Every since breakfast I was ready to go for her to take me back to the orphanage because it was obvious that I was not wanted. If they didn't let me go soon I would just run away. My dad didn't want me neither did the other seven families I went to now my brother wishes I were dead. The only person that it seem like sincerely wanted me was my mama but I was taken from her. It feels as if the universe is against. I have been in my room since the big breakfast blow up, but now I feel as if I need to do something because I was quite bored. I go to my bag to see what clothes I have. Choosing ripped jeans, jersey, and brown cross sandals. As I was walking out of the house Mr.Whitt stopped me and asked where I was going. I rolled my eyes and slowly turned around to face him as I placed a fake smile on my face once again and said for a walk as I left and continued walking. About thirty minutes into the walk I bump into some one. Dang ma pick yo head the unfamiliar voice said. "Nah nigga watch were you going" I said as I looked up at the stranger.
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Dang what you got an attitude for you to pretty for that said the stranger. Why is you still talking to me I said with a head tilt as I begin to walk away. He gently grabs my arm and says my name is Armon. Nice meeting you Armon I say as I walk off again trying to add a little switch to it because no lie he was kind of cute. I hear him say "d***" in the back ground which puts a small smile on my face. Stepping back in the house I see Lanson staring at me almost as if he was waiting for me.
