When we were driving down a road leading to a circle drive. I turned around in my seat. "Where are we going, why am I not allowed to know where I'm going to be living?", I asked. Sherrie, my social worker, said, "Your new foster parents that they didn't want to disclose the location of the institute." Great, I thought, now if they kill me no one will where to start searching.
"No one is trying to you anymore ," Sherrie said quietly, "like I said before, I'm sorr-" That's how far she got before I cut her off. "STOP TALKING ABOUT IT" "But, ... You need to open up, I'm sure your still conflicted about it" "I said, I don't care," I said trying to keep my voice even."What happened, happened. Lets move on."
There was a long moment of awkward silence. Finally Sherrie whispered, " We are here, let me introduce you to your new foster parents." I was told that my foster parents where headmaster at a institute for "gifted children." So pretty much some high-classed couple wanted to impress there high-classed friends by adopting a troubled 13 year old girl named Snowflake, or Snow for short.
I am looking out a window to find myself staring what looks like a giant castle-church crossover. These buildings were HUGE. There was 3 of them. The Main building, the biggest, was all grey stone and white steeples. the front was covered with a giant stain-glass window and had a big cherry wood door. The other 2 where just as beautiful as the first one. Expect one had black brick and the other one was white.The first thing i thought was that I was definitely not going to fit in.
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The Twisted World of Snowflake (chapter 1)
ParanormalSnowflake has had a hard life. Being sent from foster parents to foster parents. At 14, Snow has seen it all. She gets sent to live in private school where her new foster parents are headmasters. Once at the school she realizes that she and everyon...
