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Note: This is from the point of view of a nine-year-old, so sometimes the grammar is wrong on purpose and the game she made up is really stupid (but don't tell Sophie that)

Most people think that orphanages don't exist anymore. They think that they're only in old stories like "Oliver Twist". Well, thoughs people, are stupid-heads! How would I know? Good question, I live in one. "Parker's Foster Care" is not supposed to be a permanent home, kids without parents-like me- go there for a couple months tops until they're adopted or taken into Foster care. But for me, Sophie Black, it has become my permanent home.

Maria Parker owns "Parker's Foster Care"; it's pretty much this big old mansion in the woods, in the middle of nowhere in Washington. Maria says that her family has been housing orphans (whatever that means) for more than a hundred years, so like, when there were dinosaurs. You might think that it'd be cool to live in a huge mansion. It is, but after a while, it gets BOOOAARRRINNG!

But the worst part of all is that nobody really likes me. Ever since I was little, people would take me in, but after a few weeks at most, they'd realize I was too much to handle, and send me back. Over the years, I've made a few attempts to escape, once I got all the way to Seattle before they caught me, but they always did. So eventually, I just gave up trying. Wow, my life sounds like a depressing shelter dog story.

The other kids aren't much help either. They think I'm stupid because I can't read. Whenever I tried to explain to them that I have dyslexia they never listened.

Since I didn't have any real friends, I decided to make an imaginary one. I had given up trying to be friends with the other kids, and just accepted that I wasn't like them (okay, I guess crying for an hour isn't exactly considered "accepting".) And when I was five, that's just what I did, her name was Stella. Stella and me went on amazing adventures together, everywhere from the center of the earth, to outer space.

That was four years ago, and today Stella is still my bestest friend!

One day, me and Stella were playing on the playground. While the other kids were jumping rope, playing hopscotch, or basketball, Stella and I still preferred our adventures. That day we were pretending that we were two princesses who had to save the world by taking the magic diamond from the evil witch.

"Hurry Princess Sophie, only have two minutes!"

"I'm stuck!" I cried, pretending to get aught in the jungle gym. "Princess Stella, please help me!"

"No time!" she cried. "Can you reach it?"

"I'll try." I dramatically reached out one hand weakly.

"One minute! Hurry, Princess!"

"I almost have it…"

"Ten seconds!"

"I think I've got it, just a bit further."

"9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…"

"Who are you talking to?" Well, there goes the world.

Shoot, I'd forgotten about the other kids. Now, standing over me, was Jack, one of the most annoying boys in the world.

"Who are you talking to?" he repeated.

"No one," I muttered.

"You were talking to your imaginary friend again, weren't you?" Everyone laughed.

"No," I said dignity.

But they just kept laughing. My face burned red with anger and embarrassment. I had been humiliated for the last time!

"Just leave him," Stella old me, "they're not worth it."

But her voice sound so far away. There was blood rushing in my ears as I felt hatred building up. I wanted to get back at them. Hard.

Then, it happened. Suddenly, the ground opened up right under Jack's legs! And it wasn't and earthquake, nothing else was affected. All the other kids were screaming and running indoors. And then, it got worse, I saw a boney hand-the hand of a skeleton- reaching out and grabbing Jack's leg it was going to pull him down!

"No!" I couldn't let this happen. It wasn't the first time weird things happened when I got mad, but it never put anyone's life in danger. I had wanted revenge, but not to kill him! What was I going to do? Part of me wanted to leave him out there, but I knew that wasn't an option. But if I ran inside to get help, by the time someone came, it'd be too late. Something like this once happened in one of my games with Stella. And I knew there was only one thing to do: I was going in…

"Hold no!" I cried. Jack was desperately clawing at the sides, I knew he could hold on much longer.

I grabbed him and pulled with all my might. Jack popped up on the ground moaning, and not a moment too soon, because just then the ground closed up.

This was so weird. What was going on?

While me and Jack were panting and covered in sweat, Stella was standing with a smug smile on her face.

"What are you so happy about?" I demanded. "We could've gotten killed."

She smirked (you have no idea how annoying it is when something that you created mocks you.) "I won't say I told you so."

Again, as I said, it starts out slow, but in a few chapters (hopefully) it'll get a lot better.

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