Forcibly Adopted

The First Day

Five girls are unconscious in separate bed on the second floor of a beautiful cabin house. They all have bags of necessities such as bras and underwear. Each girl is skinny and brown haired with an array of eye colors. The youngest one of the girls was Guen at age 15. She woke in a room all alone. She looked around at the place she was in. The roof was near her head and she could touch it from her bed. Guen sat up and saw a dress laid out on a fancy chair. Guen slowly walked over and touched the silk fabrics. A note in beautiful hand writing was on it. She opened the note and read it to herself silently. It read:

Dear Mary,

Why did you run away from your dear old mother? Oh well. I laid out your dress for you and you can store your undergarments in the drawers under your bed. Once you are dressed, please come down for supper and see your sisters again.

Love,

Mama

Guen closed the letter and was extremely confused. Who was Mary? She picked up the dress and laid it against her body. It seemed like it fit so she tried it on. The dress was made of pure silk and was from the 18 hundreds without a doubt. Guen looked at the long mirror next to a short dresser. It fit her without a hitch and she ran her hands over her dress. Was she Mary? She remembers the final request on the note and frantically ran out the door. She walked right down a long hallway and down a set of a spiral staircase.

In the room to the right of Mary's two girls lay on two serape beds. The room was the size of a teenager's bedroom. A girl with bright blue eyes opened her eyes. She looked around the room, confused of where she was but she knew her name was Brianna. She knew what happened, she was kidnapped. Brianna saw another girl sleeping in another bed across the room. She stood up but stepped on a bag and knocked it over. Brianna quickly picked the bag up and looked around the room. It was covered in fancy old-fashioned wall paper. She focused back on the bag and opened it. The bed she was sleeping in had drawers under t that were completely empty. Brianna looked around the room again but noticed two dresses laid out on a writing desk. The girl who was sleeping is now awake and starring. Brianna waved and pointed at the dresses. The girl somehow knew what she was saying. Brianna and this girl slowly walked over to the dresses. A note was on it and Brianna picked it up with shaky hands. She read it slowly out loud.

Dear Patricia and Kitty,

Oh my dears I never thought I would see you again!! My little kitty we found you and you seemed to forget us! But Rishi remembered us. Please wear your dresses and come down to supper. There are stars for your belongings and kitty, your dress is the green one.

Love,

Mama

Brianna was wide eyed and looked at the girl standing next to her. "Is your name Patricia?" Brianna questioned.

The girl shook her head, "I guess now it is according to this women, because I didn't struggle. Did you? When the man took you I mean."

"I was in the middle of act one of my show. Yes I fought back! I guess my new name is Kitty." Kitty sighs.

"It's alright. It seems that we at least have each other... Let's get changed and go down to 'supper'" The girls both laughed and stripped down in front of each other. Kitty grabbed the green dress and slipped it on. The silk felt nice on her skin and she smiled as she felt it, "Oh, I like this." she smiled a bit and looked at herself in the mirror. Patricia walked up behind Kitty wearing a deep purple dress, both in 1800's style.

"Isn't it odd that both of our dresses are fit to a Que?" Patricia crossed her arms over her chest and Kitty turned around.

"it is a bit strange, but in our situation... I am just glad we have clothes. Now act the part of my sister and let us go eat supper." Kitty held her arm out and Patricia looped her arm through. The girls walked out of their room and heard little feet running down the stairs. The two girls made a right and followed the noise down the spiral staircase.