Chapter 2:
I kept on thinking about what I heard that day, about Fluttershy not being my sister. But if she's not my blood sister, and my parents aren't her blood parents, then where's her real parents? I just couldn't understand it. Why would anyone want to give her up for adoption? She was kind, gentle, loving, caring; I mean what's not to love about that?!
When I was trying to gather up my thoughts, I heard Fluttershy crying in her room. She probably heard about this, unless she already knew. "Uh… hey, Fluttershy, how are you doing?" I stuttered. "Oh, hi," Fluttershy stopped crying. "Are you alright?" I questioned. "Y-yes-no, I don't know! I didn't want you to know I was adopted. I'm sorry," She sobbed. "What's there to be sorry about?" Fluttershy hid her face in her light pink hair and sighed. "I never wanted to tell you." "Oh, well," I started to tear up. "You're still my sister to me." I reached over to hug Fluttershy, who started sobbing on my shoulder.
After she calmed down from crying, I was really wondering about her parents. I asked about them, but she didn't know. All she remembered was being at the adoption agency. I knew we had to go there.