I have gone over the subject a million times, I went over all the possibilities and the only options are either I fell into a vat of toxic waste or I am not human: the second one doesn't really make much sense, because if I am not a human then what would that make me? Well, I never did meet my parents so that could be a possibility, They did die before I could jump up and ask them who they are. I was tossed around to different foster homes, it's very hard to find a permanent home even if you are a perfect goody-two shoes, so you can imagine what it's like for me. But it could always be worse right? Well that's what I like to think.

I stopped right at the beginning driveway with my suitcase in hand, Ms. Huntley a petite woman with hair pulled back in a neat bun and isn't really known for her patience. I looked over my shoulder to which she said while holding her temples "You'd better behave yourself, it is getting very hard to find you a home, Leonora." I cringe at my name; Leonora what a ghastly name. I turned around and gave her my most innocent look I could render "Who me? when have I ever gotten into trouble?" she scoffed as I swiftly turned to face the mundane house flicking my dark hair, successfully hitting Ms. Huntley in the face. And began walking up the driveway I was at the door When I thought I heard "That ungrateful little brat!" in the distance but that was probably just my imagination. I pressed the doorbell igniting a simple melody of bells. I heard a lot of shushing and rustling from inside, I peeked over through the window to just find curtains covering the scene. I sighed and waited for them to answer the door. The door shot open I saw a nice little family of three, with wide smiles welcoming me into their home like I was there daughter coming home after vacation. I just smiled awkwardly, trying not to be impolite. The man that I assumed was the father took my bag while the mother welcomed me in. "Hello my dear, I am Sally Cornet, I hope the trip was okay." she said sincerely.

"Pleasure, and it was just perfect." I said sarcastically with a forced smile. They probably just think I'm a delinquent that can pushed back into order with kindness, but they don't know the reason why I can't find a home. "Here, Sarah will show you around." she said gently guiding me to the girl named Sarah, a girl with shoulder length blonde hair who had a smile that showed too much of her gums. She was giving me the whole tour of the house I just followed her around not listening to a word she was saying nodding to reassure her that I was "listening". finally we got to my room she told me a couple things but the only thing I thought was important to know was that dinner was at 7 o'clock. I saw that my bag was already in my room I plopped on the bed and pulled my shoes off throwing them across the room. My last thought running through my mind be fore I fall asleep "Just three more years..three more years then I can be on my own."