A/N: Hi everybody this is my first story and I'm a little nervous about how my writing will go so please go easy on me... Lol. I'm the new kid all over again. Anyway please feel free to leave a review, I'd really like to see how you guys feel about my writing just be nice. Anyway Enjoy!

Oh and I almost forgot...

Disclaimer: I do not own OUAT... If I did Graham would still be alive and we would hear more about Emma's past away from Story Brooke. Still love what the writers are doing for this show though. I'm starting to get withdrawals hence the writing :)

Prologue

Ever since I was a little girl growing up in the foster system became the norm for me, I have lost the ability to grow attached to anything or anyone because of it. You're moved from foster home to foster home around the state and all the things you have to your name fit into a garbage bag. I only have ever been attached to one thing and that's my baby blanket I was found in, it's my only link to my parents since they left me. It's a gorgeous blanket made of a beautiful pale white yarn with my name stitched into it in Purple with gorgeous cursive writing. I don't know if it's because of the blanket but Purple has always been my favorite color. It's what I was left in and it was the most important thing to me and still is. Growing up in the foster system is hard but you can do it as long as you protect yourself and don't get attached to anyone. They'll just leave you like everybody else in the end.

I've always wondered what my parents were like since I was a little girl. That blanket was the only thing I had to go off of. Since it was hand-made I figured they really were excited that I was coming into this world. I mean who would take the time to hand stitch a gorgeous blanket even with my name on the bottom if they didn't care about me. I'd love to think that they really wanted me and were excited to have me but they just couldn't keep me. But if that is really what happened then why on earth did they leave me on the side of the road? The side of the roads ok I guess but in the forest where no one could find me. A little boy around the age of 7 found me while he was playing in the woods and was lost from his father. We stayed in the same orphanage until he left me when I was 2 he ran away. That was just the first example of being abandoned by someone in my life.

Thinking back on my childhood it wasn't too bad, it could have been worse. There were a few families that I wish had adopted me but the more families I was given to I just lost hope of being adopted. We got a saying us kids in the system. "Everybody always wants the cute puppies not the old ones you can't teach new tricks." Hoping to find a family was always what I wanted but I only wanted the parents that abandoned me I just know that they actually love me and wonder where I am now. Where am I now you ask? I live in Phoenix, Arizona and work in a dinner right outside of town. I'm 17 and my name is Emma Swan. When I turned 16 I got myself emancipated and moved out to Phoenix to get a job. I wanted as far away from Maine as possible hoping not to run into anybody I knew. I wanted a fresh start in a new city with the hope of just being myself on my own.

It actually didn't plan on Phoenix it kind of just happened. I went to the bus station and got a one way to Los Angeles hoping to stay there and find something figuring it was on the opposite end of the country that was far enough. Riding the bus was an experience let me tell ya you meet some weird people on those things. Anyway on one of the rest stops for everyone to get something to eat and go to the bathroom the bus ended up leaving me behind. I was just happy that I had my bag with me or I would have been screwed. So walking along the highway I ended up at the place where I am today. Darla the diner's owner offered me free dinner and a place to stay until I figured it out. Darla was in her late 20s with dark brown hair always done up and always has a smile on her face. The next day I asked her if I could have a job here if she needed any help and she not only gave me a job but she allowed me to be her roommate as well. Living with Darla was great when she got married last year I ended up with the apartment to myself above the dinner.

And that's where I am today working at Darla's Diner the best coffee around actually the only place with coffee for miles. I'm hoping to go and find my parents and live back in maine but for now until I've got the money I'm staying here.

So... for the first story on Fanfic what you think? Huh?

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