Trouble is My Name

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Chapter One - New

I knew from the moment I stepped foot in this place, my life would change. I had always been the smart girl, the one who never got in trouble, never went to parties, did anything that would draw attention to herself. Nothing. I was one of the "nerds" as kids so frequently called me. I wasn't like that anymore. My life had little to no meaning to me anymore. I planned on getting in trouble, going to partied, getting drunk, and doing stupid and reckless things. I stepped onto the light brown mahogany floor and set my two suitcases by the door. This was going to be my new home.

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My parents and baby sister had died in a car crash on Christmas Eve coming to pick me up from the air port. I had waited at the airport for 3 hours until the news came on interrupting me from my thoughts. I can still remember what the skinny white news lady said, "In a very tragic breaking news story, on IH-35 a 4 car pile up has stopped all traffic. A drunk driver hit the guard rail and flipped over stopping in the middle of the high way. An 18-wheeler had no warning and hit the stopped vehicle giving two small cars no warning. The drunk driver was presumed dead at the scene, the driver of the 18 wheeler had escaped with minor cuts and injuries as did the driver and passenger from one car. The sad ending tonight is when three people, a man, a women, and a young boy were air lifted to near by Seton Medical Center. The mother and father died on arrival. As for the young boy, he passed away in surgery. The family have been identified as Ronald Gray, Whitney Gray, and Thomas Gray." Anchorman: "What a tragic story to tell on Christmas Eve Rebecca." Anchorwoman: "Indeed Jerry we will all be mourning the loss. Catch us tonight on the 9 o'clock news for more on this story. Everyone be safe and have a Happy Holiday."

I was stood staring at one of the TV's in the airport. The realization hadn't hit me yet and I was frozen where I stood. I looked around me seeing the faces of different people, especially women crying into the shoulder of their men as they soothed them. Most men stood silently watching with blank expressions while a few had tears in their eyes. One man was looking at his wife with tears streaming down his face. I knew he would be thinking, "What if it was her?". He pulled his free hand down to touch her rounded belly and used the other to stroke small circles in her back. These people didn't even know them and yet here they were, shedding their tears for them. For the family. My family.

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I looked back at my new home. After I was put into a foster home I was adopted by Anna and Robert. They were both sweet people but they could be no more than at least 7 years older than me. I was 16 and they were both 24. I had gotten the nerve to ask them why they wanted to adopt me when they were so young, and they said because they knew it would be hard growing up in a foster home, They wouldn't wanna be stuck there at 16 either. They had told me they will treat me like a daughter but they know what it's like to be a teenager so, I have free reign. I loved the thought of being able to do whatever I want, when I want, without getting in trouble. It only let me have more room to rebel. They said as long as I do something to not end up in jail, I was free.

Anna and Robert were both students studying at The University so they wouldn't be home except when they had holidays. I was 16 and I was living in a house by myself. This was going to be great! They didn't have a small house to say the least. It looked like something out of a Home Journal magazine. Every room looked as if it was decorated professionally. I felt a pang of jealousy to know exactly how much money they really had. I closed the door behind me and locked it. They had both wished me luck at school tomorrow when they dropped me off since they had school tomorrow too. They told me they would be back in the middle of the semester since that's when they had a holiday. They had both hugged me and wished me luck tomorrow said goodbye, and then left.

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