Hi! My name is Zoey, I'm a brunette haired little girl. My parents died in a car crash when I was 9 (I'm 11) so, I now live with a foster mother. She lost her husband in a car crash aswell so I tend not to bring up anything about the crashes.
She is very nice, but I wish there was someone else to take care of me.
"Um, honey? Could you come downstairs, please?" She asked politely.
"Ya!" I said, pausing a YouTuber named Markiplier's video. He's such a funny YouTuber to watch and one of my favorites. I stepped down the stairs to find her sitting at the table with some papers.
"What are those? What are they for?" I ask, stepping closer.
"Well, I contacted the DNA place and they said that the blood supply that you sampled found a match..."
"Oooh... awesome!!" I squealed, excited.
"Well I'm glad your happy, we will meet him-"
"Him? Why is it a him?!" I interrupted, an eyebrow raised and hand on my hip. Sassy.
"It's a him because he's your brother and your going to have to go on a plane to meet him."
((Edit thing, 11/4/17:
I know that's not how those things work, sorry if anyone got confused or offended(??). My younger self just assumed that's how it worked.
-Grammar & Word fixes.
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Mark's Sister (Slowest Of Slow Updates)
FanfictionI do not own the cover art, or any pictures I add into the story unless I say so. Usually I do some editing to the picture. (V E R Y SLOW UPDATES) I really hope you like this story, I currently reached over 16.00K views on this which is insane.. BTW...
