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Hi. I'm Bella. I just turned eight last week, you see. When I was five, my parents and I were in a car accident. The crash killed both my parents. A few days later, when I awoke in the hospital, I met Susan. Susan was a good friend of moms and I trusted her instantly. She held me while I cried in the hospital. She took care of me. She even asked if I wanted to follow her home. After the papers were signed, I was legally Susan's adopted daughter.

But I don't call her mom though. I call her Susan. I don't call her mom because the name 'mom' was already taken in my heart. Susan understands me. I don't call her Aunt Susan either because she says she feel old when I do. But when we have guests around, she says I have to be polite and call her Aunt Susan.

Susan dated many guys, but broke up with them in the end. I would always comfort her when she cried. I would always ask her why she broke up with them, and all she said was "They were jerks," I couldn't agree more.

I didn't like the guys Susan dated. They would always ignore me and they would always look at Susan's chest rather than her face, when she was talking. When I was six, Susan met a guy named Ryan. He was not much different than the other guys but Susan really liked him. But as much as I hate to admit, Ryan was pretty darn good looking compared to the rest of the guys Susan dated. I still thought she could do better. Ryan had bright blue eyes and shaggy blonde hair. He was really tall and usually towered petite Susan. Ryan worked in the local bank. He met Susan when he came to her shop to buy flowers for his mother's birthday.

Ryan didn't talk much to me. Except when Susan was around. When she wasn't, he wouldn't even bother conversing with me. I got used to it. I didn't say anything to Susan because she seemed genuinely happy with Ryan. She was head over heels for him. They were pretty much in love. I could see it in Ryan's eyes as well. Though he didn't like me very much, Ryan was pretty much in love with Susan.

One night, when Ryan came over for dinner, he stood up and pulled mom gently away from the table. He knelt down on one knee and said, "Susan, I love you with all my heart. Will you marry me?"

Susan looked shocked at first. I was too. We did not see this one coming. Tears started streaming down her face and she nodded "Yes, Ryan. I will marry you."

She hugged him tightly as he spun her around. I was happy for Susan. She had finally found someone to be with. Just like mom and dad.


Today was Susan and Ryan's wedding. I was in my room, looking in the mirror and fixing the flowers in my hair. Why do we have to wear these flowers? The only good they'll do is attract bees.

After fixing the flowers, I headed to Susan's room. Susan's mom, Mrs. West, was dressing Susan up. She looked beautiful in her flowy white dress. The flowers on her head made her look like an angel.

"Susan, you look like an angel," I gasped.

Susan chuckled "Well, then you must be a baby angel!" I giggled along with her. After a few minutes of trying to calm Susan down, it was time.

Susan walked down the isle with Mr. West, entwining her arms with his. I followed behind them, carrying the rings. A few people 'aweee-ed' at the sight of me. This made me blush pink. Many people, even Susan, thought I looked 'cute'. I don't though. I look every bit as normal as any eight year old would.

I observed that throughout the wedding ceremony, Ryan looked at Susan with loving eyes. This gave me reassurance that he would never do anything to hurt Susan. I was glad of that.

And after Susan had said her "I do," they kissed. They were finally married.

The following week, I had to stay over at Mrs. West's house while Susan and Ryan went on their honeymoon. She didn't really like the idea of Susan adopting me from the very beginning. She thought that the love Susan had for me was deserved by a child of her own flesh and blood. I know this because when I was first adopted, Mrs. West came over to Susan's house and they argued. Susan kindly told me to go to my room and then, once I shut my door, she confronted Mrs. West. I could hear them screaming from upstairs. It truly hurt to know that I was the cause of this argument, driving a wedge between Mrs. West and her very own daughter.

The week in Mrs. West's house was terrifying. Mr. West did not seem to mind me. I liked Mr. West. He was always so kind. But he was so sick. I prayed every night that week so that Mr. West became better. When the week ended, Susan picked me up from from her parent's house and drove back to ours. She seemed so happy which made me happy too.

(A/N: This is where I made a change. There's also another on the last line of this page) After two years, Ryan and Susan decided to move into a bigger house. One near Seattle. They found a nice house 10 minutes away from the city. We moved there not long after. Susan thought it was all for the better.

Unfortunately, Ryan was far from better. He was much, muchworse. When Susan was at work or wasn't home, he would hit me. He would slap me in face or push me down. Nothing too serious, which is why I didn't tell Susan. Only a couple of bruises here and there.

This continued on after three years. But when I reached the ripe age of thirteen, something horrible happened.


Was it okay? If I made any mistakes, I apologize. I was in a hurry writing this chapter. I have to go off soon. But no worries, I'll update soon! Plus, I have something different for the next chapter. Please review and tell me what you think. If your confused, I'll help clear things up for you!

- Sabby