{6 years ago}

Rosalyn ran through the long dock. Her short legs wouldn't carry her fast enough. The men behind her were catching up quickly. She ran till her breathing was coming out in short huffs. 'Don't stop. Keep running. Keep running.'

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't out run them. The men caught up to her before she could reach her secret hideout. They picked her up by her waist. She screamed and kicked but they wouldn't let go. They wanted to take her to the orphanage. She didn't want to go. No matter what she did, they held tight. She thrashed and whined and screamed as loud as she could. But that did her no good.

The men set her in the back of a big black car and drove down the road. The door were locked and their were no windows in the back. She was stuck. Her mind raced, trying to find a way out. They didn't believe that her parents would come back. But she held onto faith. When they left, they promised that they would come back as soon as they were done fishing. They never broke their promise. They would come back. She knew it. They would come back. They promised. But, when they do, she won't be there. She'll be in a stupid orphanage.

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The big black car pulled up to a big red building. Rose starred out of the front window at the giant, old, building. The paint was chipping towards the corners where the children had thrown rocks at it. The building was at least five stories high, and took up about half the block. She had been here once, with her parents. They came here to look at some kids to adopt about two years ago.

She was led into a big, brightly lit room. The ceiling was at least 50 feet high. Her brain was screaming at her feet to run, but her feet had other plans. They stayed planted right where they were. Not moving a centimeter. The woman on the other side of the desk had curly red hair that went just above her waist . She had a nice smile on her face that showed that she cared a lot for the children. Or, at least that's what she wanted the men to think, Rosalyn had seen the movies.

The men left quickly, without saying a word. Rose was left alone with the strange woman. 'Run!' her brain screamed to her feet. But her feet refused to move an inch. She ran a hand through her shoulder length brown hair.

"Come on." the woman said with a kind, western accent. "We have a nice group of people who wish to adopt a little girl."

Rose was led through a dimly lit hallway into a damp dark room. There, at least twenty girls were sprucing up, trying to look their best for the group of people. She was led to a table that held many items to help herself look presentable. She didn't touch a single one. Even though her hair was poking out in odd directions from sleeping in an abandon tree house for the past six months , she did not touch the hair brush. Even though her clothes were in rags from tripping, she did not touch the sewing kit. She didn't care if anyone adopted her ever again. All she wanted was her parents back.

"Alrighty girls! Times up!" the woman called out. All of the girls walked out of the room. "Why Rose! You didn't do anything! No one's going to adopt you if you don't try to at least make yourself look presentable!" she cried as Rosalyn walked by. There were a few whispers from behind her.

She just shook her head and slugged the rest of the way to the big, brightly painted room. There, stood a woman with three little children. One girl and two boys. They looked so happy together. A salty tear ran down Rose's cheek. She remembered when that was her and her parents standing their, looking at all the little boys and girls.

The girl had bright blue eyes and chin length black hair. She was about Rose's age and was only a few inches shorter. She wore a pink top with jeans.

One of the boys had a white streak of hair that ran over one eye. He wore a baby blue shirt and white shorts that ran just below his knees. The one eye that wasn't covered was a golden brown. He looked about a year older than Rose.

The other boy had blue eyes that looked like the girl's was the tallest. He wore an orange long sleeved shirt and black sweat pants. He was about the same age as the other boy. His coal like hair hung in his face, just above his eyes.

The woman introduced the four of them as Mei Wa, Sue, Tobey, and Sid. Then she introduced the girls standing on either side of Rosalyn. She hesitated at Rose, who looked worse than the outside of the old building. But, introduced her and went on. When she was done, the girls were to tell something about themselves. Rose stepped up when it was her turn.

"I was born into a poor family. My mom and dad could just barely afford all the necessities. For the first three years of my life, I played with worms for fun. When I turned four, my rich uncle died. In his will, he wanted all of his money and his house to go to my parents.

"My mom was so excited. She would be able to take care of me as she always wanted to. She ran around the house packing things she thought that we would need. In just two short weeks we were the richest people in the town. Of course, my parents did not change their ways. They did not spoil me, or act snotty around other people. No, they were a normal family. For the most part

"One day, right before tucking me to bed the day before my sixth birthday, they went outside to get me my present. It was on the balcony right outside my bedroom. They promised they would be back in a few minutes. So, I waited.

"A few minutes later I heard something cracking outside. I jumped out of bed and ran to my window just in time to see my parents fall the five story drop, along with the balcony to the cold, hard ground."

The girls had tears in their eyes from her story. The red head woman just gulped nervously and went on to the next girl.

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{30 minutes later}

Rose and the other girls were back in the room with the mirrors. The other girls were chattering on about how they hoped it would be them who got picked. Rose really didn't care. The woman was with the group, signing the papers. No one knew who they had picked.

The woman walked into the room with the adoption papers in her left hand. All the girls gathered around her. The woman had a confused look on her face as she told the class who the group had chosen.

"The people have chosen… Rosalyn." she said Rose's name slowly, as if the brain had heard wrong but her lips new what to say and it would magically transform into Rosalie.

Everyone turned to Rosalyn and looked her over. The girl looked like a human monkey that came straight out of the dump. Why would anyone pick her? The red head pulled her over to a closet. She pulled out an emerald shirt and blue jeans. Rosalyn pulled the clothes on over her underwear. The woman plopped her down on a rusty chair, and the girls immediately started to brush her hair. A girl with dark blonde hair put little flower hair clips in her hair to hold it back. When they were done, she looked as if she had just come out of a grocery store with her parents. Not coming out of an orphanage with people she barely knew.

She was led down a different path to the same brightly lit room. The tiny group of a family stood there. The boy in orange looked over his shoulder and walked over to her. He held out his hand and had a nice smile on his face. Rose hesitated, but put her hand in his. His smile didn't fade a degree. She knew that she and him were going to get along.

The boy in baby blue took her other hand and the girl grasped her in a tight welcome hug. The woman who was with them bent down so she could get eye level with Rose.

"Would you like to come home with us Rose?" she asked kindly. Rosalyn smiled and nodded.

"Yes" she said.

I changed my avatar to the main Three kids from Three Delivery. From left to right for the people who don't watch the show. Tobey, {farthest left} Sue {middle} and Sid. {farthest right}

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