A small girl carried the bundle carefully, holding it close to her chest. At age twenty-one, she knew she didn't have the capability to take care of a baby; especially when the father had abandoned them both. The bundle started to cry, wanting nothing more than to get out of the freezing rain.
The girl only cried harder, whispering to the bundle, hoping to calm it down. To a mother, this was the worst thing possible. It was the last resort; the thing you'd do only if you had to. But the mother had to. After being fired from her show, the mother was left almost bankrupt. She couldn't work if she had to take care of a child by herself.
Besides, it was better for the baby wrapped tightly in a bundle of blankets. The mother didn't want the baby to live in the life of fame. She wanted the child to have a normal life, like a normal kid.
When the small orphanage finally came into view, the mother kissed the baby's forehead, walking up the steps slowly. Gently, she lowered the baby, setting it softly in front of the door, leaving a single piece of paper with a single word written on it: Raven.
Sonny rang the doorbell before taking off, leaving her only child at the orphanage. Curse Chad for leaving her after finding out she was pregnant. Curse him for telling all the news industries. Curse the living hell out of Chad for leaving her losing money, trying to take care of a newborn.
Tears streamed from her face as she ran off into the night, leaving her first child in the hands of an orphanage.
~*~*What I've Done*~*~*What I've Done*~*~*What I've Done*~*~
Dear Diary,
My name is Raven Avery LeFluer. I've named myself. Well… My mother named me Raven, and Ms. Emma – the caretaker of the orphanage – named me Avery because of how interested I was in birds when I was little. I named myself LeFluer because it means 'The Flower' in French. Ms. Emma always told me I looked like a flower; and I've never minded. I have long, midnight black hair that flows to my waist. I keep my bangs pushed to the side, covering one of my ice blue eyes. Ms. Emma says that when I'm happy, you can sometimes see speckles of deep brown thrown around in them. I'm also really pale, almost as pale as a vampire! My lips are naturally a rose color, making me look even more like a flower. And I have a happy personality; some of my orphan friends say it's too happy sometimes.
I'm an orphan, by the way. Ms. Emma says she found me on the doorstep when I was a baby. She said my mother was nowhere in sight, but she had left me a note. On the front of the note was my name: Raven. And on the back, my mother explained she couldn't keep me. She wanted to, but my daddy had abandoned us, leaving her no choice. I knew that if I ever found my daddy, I'd hate him.
Doesn't he know what mommy had to do? Does he even care I'm always picked on because I'm an orphan?
Oh well. I've got to help out around the house now. Since I'm ten now, I've got chores to do.
Until next time,
Raven Avery LeFluer
Raven shut her journal, staring out at the cold winter's day. Her mother had left her ten years ago. She didn't blame her mom one bit; she blamed her dad.
Raven desperately wanted to find both one day. She knew if she found her mom, she'd forgive her mom right away. But if Raven found her dad, she'd tell him directly how much she despised him for leaving her mom no choice.
It actually hurt the girl, knowing her father didn't want her. Whenever she let herself think of it too hard, she broke down crying.
But she was going to find them, no matter what.
A/N= The story is based on the song 'What I've Done' by Linkin Park (seriously awesome song!).
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