Ella's point of View:
"Alright, Ella, is that everything?" The police officer asked me with a smile.
I nod slowly, glancing at my house for the last time.
I had mixed feelings.
My grandmother, my sole caregiver, was now gone.
The doctor said she was sick, but I had no clue.
She shielded me from it.
"Where am I going to stay?" I asked quietly, gazing at the ground.
I was uneasy around strangers; fear always lingered.
Grandma called it a sign of weakness, sharing tales of my deceased parents.
"We found a letter in your grandmother's room. She mentioned your cousin's house. They'll take care of you," the officer explained.
Frowning, I looked away. I didn't think I had cousins or any family, according to Grandma.
"Are you sure? Grandma never mentioned anyone to me," I questioned softly.
The officer's stern look made me retreat in fear.
I need to learn when to stop talking.
I've been homeschooled, and everything feels new and intimidating.
"Just get in, please," the officer mumbled, opening the car door.
Nodding, I grabbed my bag and Grandma's teddy bear.
Looking back at the house, I sighed, whispering goodbye to no one before entering the car.
As the door shut, I observed the officer walking to her side before getting in.
"All good?" she asked.
Nodding, I smiled down at my teddy, hoping everything would work out.
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LITTLE ELLA
RandomElla, trapped in a life of lies since birth, faces challenges from her grandmother's death to discovering dislikable relatives and an unexpected twin brother. Despite her longing for happiness, nothing seems to work out. When she ventures into for...
