Usually, people say they like they're family. Well, I can tell you that certainly isn't the case with me. You see, when I was 5, my mother and father left me outside an orphanage called Elizabeth Towers. I've lived at the orphanage for 6 years until a couple adopted me. I never really knew why they even bothered to be honest. They hate me, they all do, especially Rosa, their bitchy 15 year old daughter.
Anyways when Mary and Anthony first took me in, I just knew that my life was ruined. As soon as I entered the Evanson Household I just had a feeling that everything was going to be different. I've lived with the Evansons for 4 years (I'll leave you to guess how old I am) and believe you me, those were the worst years I've ever experienced.
"OI EMILY,GET DOWN HERE YOU IDIOT". I slowly dragged myself down the stairs from my room to see what all the commotion was about, and was taken by surprise to see Rosa standing by the door with a white envelope in her hand which had already been opened with rough fingers. " You CHEAT! THERES NO WAY YOU COULD HAVE GOTTEN INTO THIS SCHOOL! THIS WAS MEANT TO BE MY LETTER, NOT YOURS!" I waited for her rampage to finish before saying, "What's that? Did I get into Madame Daboor?" (Madame Daboor's probably one of the greatest schools in the whole of England) "Yes you got into Madame Daboor! And you also stole my place!" yelled Rosa. "Rosa how did I steal your place if it wasn't your place in the first place?" (Wow that's a lot of "places") "UGH! Why are you so annoying?" Rosa started to calm down as I didn't bother to battle with her like she usually wanted- just so she could go to the top with all the comebacks she has- yeah right. "Meh, I dunno" I said keeping my cool and snatching the letter out of her hands. I read:
Dear Emily,
We are happy to let you know that you will be joining us this year at Madame Daboors School For Girls (MDSFG) and that we await you with pride and you'll be greeted with a warm welcome.
Yours sincerely
Madame Daboor
I lifted up my head to see Rosa fuming with anger.She looked so angry that you could practically see smoke coming out of her ears, like them cartoons you see on TV. I shrugged my shoulders and turned to leave, and walked up the stairs to my room, leaving an angry Rosa behind me...
