The Sisters

(Back story)

When I came out of the womb I saw my mother holding me in her arms. I was comfy, and warm. A month goes by and me my mom and dad were out of the hospital and at home. I saw and heard my parents fighting fist to fist.

I began crying cause well I didn't know what was happening at the time. Come to figure out my dad was a drug addict and smoked weed and stuff around me. So mom was pissed.

Next thing I know I wake up in a carriage thing with my mom running in the rain. I was wet and cold. She placed down my basket thing with me in it. She put a blanket over me with a note on it saying. "Please help my child". Next thing I know its daytime. Some people in black clothing walks up to the basket and saw me.

They picked me up and took me in a building and I look around and see many other babies, kids, and teens there. I was raised there for a few years then at age 5 I met some nice girl friends.

We played all the time and then we decided to call each other sisters. And this is the story of us "The Sisters".