THE OUTSIDERS {DORIS'S SIDE}
You know when life sucks when everything around you starts to crumble.
For example, finding out that you're adopted only after your parents have died
and later finding out that your biological parents are dead as well. I guess you
can say that's my life. Sometimes I just wish that I should have trapped shut my
big mouth when I asked if I was going to be living on my own since my parents
were dead "alone? are you crazy Doris! a fourteen-year-old girl living in California
without any guardians!" his face was the color of a tomato and I was afraid
he was going to explode. had been our family's lawyer since I could remember, he was
a lofty fellow with a full head of hair he liked to keep short and flawless. He was striking
to everyone and had an excellent personality but whenever it came to any situations
involving my family it seemed that I saw a part that no one saw, an imperfect man.
Tough he was composed in front of everyone, whenever he showed up to our home
he was like any other man in the world. "Then who is going to take me in? If I recall
my biological parents are gone too or are you thinking of taking little 'ol me?" I asked,
he took in deep breath trying to calm himself "you don't have to worry about that" he
then stood up from his desk and picked up a folder that had the word IMPORTANT written
over it in big fat red letters. opened the folder and began saying ,"I have found some of your relatives"
realatives? I asked myself, as if he could read my mind he answered
" Yes Doris, relatives from your true parents" he took out some papers and handed them to me.
On the top of the page it said the names of my biological parents Micheal and Judith Curtis, that's
when it hit me. In reality I wanted to know who were my real parents after I learned it at the funeral,
I wanted to know why they gave me up for adoption. "So where do these relatives that you talked about live?"
I asked, he smiled wide enough so that I saw his pearly white teeth "They live in Tulsa, Oklahoma".
I jumped out of my chair "Oklahoma!" my mind was a blur, all my life I had lived in California but
i now had to move? "Can't you find someone else?" he walked to my side
"no Doris I can't because if you never noticed your parents didn't have any other family members so
there is no other option" Move? how can i move if I was going to start High school in the fall and that
was just two months away. "Well what about high school?" he stared at me"You'll go there".
My jaw dropped, I grabbed my bag and began walking out but caught my arm and said
"you can't just walk away you know, when i"m talkin' you never walk away!" he squeezed tight and
I struggled to get free"Doris, is that you? " it was assistants John Hunt, let go and turned to John
"hey John your here" John smiled at him and I took the opportunity to get out. I could hear John
asking what was wrong and he just answered that I was still upset over my parents death. Monster!
No one ever knows the true side of him. I walked out of the building and kept cursing under my breath,
not once had I understood why my parents didn't fire him. When I reached my house it was 8:00 and I was
tired, all day I had been at that terrible office and I was just sick of everything. Since the funeral I had not
had one day where I was able to rest peacefully. I took out the nightgown that my mother gave me for my birthday,
it still had the smell of roses and lilacs. She always knew what my favorite flowers were, I found myself nightgown
was laid down on my bed, then the phone rang "ugh...who is it now?" I answered it "hello?" "Doris?" I rolled my
eyes, it was "listen I'm calling to tell you that your leaving first thing in the morning, I know its sudden but we can't waste time"
this guy really knew how to get a girl furious "so wake up early" "?" i said, "yes?" he responded "shut up" I hungged the phone
and grabbed a towel then walked into the night I had dream of them, they were sitting in the living room like any other day.
They were laughing at something that my father said. My mother was wearing her favorite dress and her hair was tied in a
was sitting on a small chair in a big open window, my father next to her. He looked like everyday with his gray suit. I walked
to towards them and they turned to look at me but they had stopped smiling and looked so serious. I felt afraid. When they
stood up I jumped, then they walked to the door and went out. There was a silence and I could feel the coldness in the room.
Why did they leave? Why didn't they take me? Mom? Dad? MOM? DAD!. I awoke at 6:30 in the morning dripped in sweat, I
gasped for air. It was the same dream every night and I could never get rid of it. As I packed my things, I looked around the house
I lived in all my was the place whereI fell down and my mother kissed my boo-boo, this was the place where my father told me to
watch out for boys because they were nothing but deranged monkeys. This was the place that I lived with them and now I was
going away. I knew that there wouldn't be any other place like this. A place that could bring me happiness.