Dreams are made of this
A/N 1– I'm sorry to inform you but I have severe writers block when it comes to my story Becky, but this one my very brave and intelligent nine year old suggested this. How can you resist? When a sweet little girl wishes to help me write a new story, Cody honey you are such a talented little girl I'm so happy that we adopted you and you have shown what hidden talents you truly have. This will eventually be a Snickers story, but for now you're getting the background of the leading lady who's name will remain a secret unless you read further.
A/N 2 – Why my mommy is suffering from writers block may have something to do with what me and my little sister Kendra did yesterday, we sang in a talent show and won first and second place. Mommy was so proud so was Daddy, but not as much as Mommy as he already knew what we were up too. We may even get a record deal out of it but I'm not too sure anymore, maybe it will be best if we just remain regular nine year and six year old kids.
Disclaimer – We don't own CSI, but maybe one day we will and Catherine will be with Warrick, Sara with Nick and well the rest we will think about that when it comes to it.
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You know I've gotten so used to seeing these same four walls they have become embedding into my being, everywhere I turn I can see them. Horrible plain white walls, they have no character and they wonder why so many kids in the group foster home beg and plead to get out of it. Me I'm not so lucky, being thirteen and might I add quite feisty, no body wants to risk fostering me or better yet adopting me.
You would think with a name like Harmony people would jump at the chance, but nope not even a hand shake or a pat on the back, I feel invincible dead to the world a mere speck a nobody in this unforgiving planet.
At least I have school to look forward too, yea right. I'm as much an outcast there as I am at the foster home; I have few friends needless to say I'm a social outcast. I don't own much my school books are tattered and torn and have offensive words scribbled all over them some so obscure many of my teachers give me detention for them, something which I hate and detest them for.
All I want in life is too cared for, even loved and as god is my witness next time we have an adoption rally at the group home I'm going to make every effort to find a family that will change my life for the better.
tbc
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