I've never written an Ouran story before, this well be my first fan Fiction I hope you like it

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club.

My Life's Diary

This is where the story started and ends. My life right now is not like one of these fairy tale books. You know the ones, where your parents are always there and they love you so much that it breaks your heart when you are going to leave with prince charming. Well that's not my life, my birth Mother left me at a playground when I was five.

(Flashback

It was a wonderful summer morning; the sun was high in the sky as the heat radiated off it but there was a nice warm breeze blowing at our backs as we walked to the park. I looked up at my mother she had a sad look on her face so I asked why "Mommy why do you have a sad face?" I said with a pout.

"Oh Haruhi dear, it's nothing I was just lost in through." She said as she gave one of her warm smiles to reassure her.

"Okay Mommy" I said as we turned the corner to the park. The park was beautiful this time of the year, it had all kind flowers even Haruhi favorite the Red Rose. It was so lovely to see all to flower in bloom. It was like they sparkled from the light and the dampness on the petals. It looked like a fairy tale. The flower in circled the park to make it look like a shining beauty, there where benches just in front of the flowers so the parents could watch their children having fun, the playground was at the center of it all, but the thing is this park was far away from our house and we had a park right down the street from our house it was not as big and superb but it was still nice, so I asked my mother "Mommy why this park?"

"Haruhi don't you like this park better?" she asked

I had to take a moment and think then said "well ya, its bigger and has more kids to play with."

"Well then go play, I'm going to go get a coffee and I'll be right back" she said with a sad smile

"Okay" I said as I gave her a quick hug and a kiss then turn and run for the playground, but stop and turned and said "I Love You Mommy" she gave me a smile and a nod with a single tear running down her cheek then turn and walked away.

(End of Flashback)

It was a few hours later when a police officer found me there, He took me to the police station, then start to ask me about my mother. Like where she was? What she looking like? Then ask where do I live? After all that they just thought I was missing child found. So they asked the local news stations to put a picture of me in the broadcast and ask if anybody knew this little girl to give the police a call so she can go back to her family. A week later nobody call not one, so they drop me off at the local orphanage and that was that.

The Orphanage or jail as I call it was a ghastly place. As you looked at it you would have through it to be a haunted house. It was giant house paint complete black with moss green shutters. Some of the shutters hung from the house and some were missing. The windows that you should see were grimy and clouded. As you look up there were cobwebs hang from the roof top. As you walked up the front stairs or tried to, they creaked and groaned with each step to take. The door and old fashion one at that was moss green like the shutters, with a strange door knocker it was shaped in a hand a child's hand it looked so real. As you walked in to the house all you could smell in damp, dank smell of mold. The furniture did not look any better it was dusty and old and looked like if you touched it would turn to dust. The walls were covered in tacky wallpaper and the mold eating it. The stairs going upstairs are just as bad or even worst then the ones outside. When you're upstairs there is a hallway to your left for the boys and a hallway to your right for the girls. Each hallway has four big rooms, in each room there are eight beds.

The thing is it not just the place it's the people who run it. Ms. Kurosawa or the devil as I say has one hell of a mean streak and I would to if I looked like her. She looked very witchy like you know. Very tall, thin with no meat on her bone and long needle like fingers that could wrap around the top half of you arm. She also had a long thin and pointy nose, but she had a very low but strong voice that could scare the living day lights out of you, her eyes are worst throw. I know what you're thinking how can her eyes be worst but they are. Her eyes can stair right in to your soul and take it away. You know the saying if looks could kill well hers might. Such cold dark blue-grey eyes that held the look of death. She is an awful woman with her black hair as dark as night it's self just like her soul.

Ms. Kurosawa when she not running things she has her right hand THING do it for her. Ms/Mr. Utsuro is a very macho woman. I mean she could pass as a very ugly man. She was like an ugly dog both in brains and looks. She would follow Ms. Kurosawa around like she was lost without her and she would only listen to Ms. Kurosawa it was just plane sad. She was easy to trick throw all you had to say is Ms. Kurosawa said to do this or to go there, no asked no question she just when and did it. I felt sorry for her after it was done because Ms. Kurosawa yelled at her or gave her, a slap to the head.

The only good think about this place is Ms. Michiko now she is an angel from god. She has long light brown hair that sparkled in the wind. She deep soulful eyes that held no hatred for anything or anyone. She is the person you could trust anything with, you could tell her anything and she would always try to help. She was straightforward and independent she believes in what she believes in and not easy swayed for her believes but she very down to earth and has such a wholesome smile the bring light into the darkest days. If her smile didn't help her words of wisdom did. The sad thing it she's leaving soon to become a teacher. I'm going to miss her a lot.

See the thing is with me is that I go throw foster family like a box tissues when a boy breaks up with a girl or at sad movie like the notebook. I have had like 10 foster families but none really stuck. The longest I have ever had one was 1 year but that end when the mother died of cancer than the father said sorry but go I just can have a kid around so that was that and I was back to the orphanage. But then three month later the worst family possibly the Ige Family. Chika and Dai Ige. Chika very tall red headed woman. Who has a neck as long as a giraffe but is thin as a twig. All the kids on the street call her pencil neck or the stick with arms. Thing is she's scared of everything even she own shadow. I laugh when she jump at the sound of the door she just shut. See she work at the library as the librarian. She the total opposite of Dai he's built like a football player which he was one in high school now he's a low life working at the local recycling depot with he's bad ass attitude. He hair color white and he was born with it white. Zero color like his personally along with his loud and commanding voice "Haruhi" there it goes. Oh and by the way it you did not know my name is Haruhi Fujioka and this is my story.