It was weird waking up in someone else's home. When I opened my eyes I expected someone to be yelling at me to get up, but there was complete silence as I opened my eyes. Again, the sun was shining and the birds were singing their same sweet song over and over again. I pulled the duvet over my head and adjusted my eyes to the bright light. Looking over at the bedside table I noticed it was already eleven o'clock. Thinking back, the last time I've slept till eleven o'clock was...never. Also waiting for me was a cup of tea which I took, taking a sip.

I dragged myself out of bed, the cup of tea still in my hands, and headed downstairs. I walked into the kitchen and sweet smells came to my nose. They weren't familiar smells but they smelled really good. The scene in front of me reminded me of a 50's movie. David was sitting at the table eating and reading a newspaper while Rose was making breakfast, humming a song over the sounds of pots and pans clinking together. She must have heard me come down the stairs because she turned around a big smile came to her face, "Good morning Maxine! Breakfast?"

I nodded, a smile on my face, "Yes please."

I sat down next to David and Rose brought me over a plate filled with delicious foods. Pancakes, bacon, eggs, hash browns, you name it, she had put it on that plate. She sat down next to me, dusting her hands on her apron, "Did your father ever make you breakfast Maxine?"

I spoke quietly, "No, the last time he made me breakfast was right before my mom died; I usually just made myself meals or never ate."

A look of sadness came to her face, "Oh Maxine, I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"

"No," I said interrupting her, "you didn't offend me. Thank you for breakfast and thank you for taking me into your home for the time being."

She leaned over and gave me a quick hug, "Of course Maxine, no problem."

We ate and David told me I would have to go back over to my house and gather the rest of my belongings. I finished eating, cleaned up my stuff, and went back upstairs to get ready for the day.

I walked past the mystery room again and got suddenly curious. It was rude of me to go through their stuff but curiosity got the best of me. Without thinking I opened it quietly. It was a nursery. The walls were all white, there were stuffed animals everywhere, and there was a white crib with white sheets, and a rocking chair in the corner. I just stood there, shocked. Rose and David didn't have any children, or at least I didn't think they had any children. While I was thinking I heard someone walk through the door. I turned around quickly and starting stumbling for words, "I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean to go snooping around! I-I was just curious!"

"It's alright Maxine," Rose spoke, trying to calm me down, "You're probably wondering why we have a nursery and no kids."

She picked up one of the stuffed animals and delicately began stroking its fur, "David and I have wanted a child for some time now and we've had trouble getting pregnant. We don't really like to talk about it, but when something like this happens we should explain ourselves."

David must have heard us talking because he came into the nursery, "What's going on in here?", he asked and wrapped his arm around Rose.

"It sees here that Maxine has discovered our little secret," She said looking up at David.

"Has she?" He asked, smiling, looking down at her.

"Im sorry!" I said to both of them, causing them to both look up at me.

Rose laughed, "Shh Maxine, it's alright were actually glad you discovered this."

"You are?" I asked stunned.

"Yes, Maxine," David spoke, "We've been meaning to ask you something for some time now. Would you like to be part of our family?"

"W-What?" I asked stumbling for words.

"Like I told you," Rose took over, "We've been having trouble having a kid of our own and we were going to adopt anyways. We think you're a fantastic kid. Would you like to be part of our family?"

"You want to adopt me?"

They both nodded, "The police told us you didn't have anywhere else to go, and we don't want to leave you to a foster home."

I didn't know what to say, so I ran into both their arms and gave them the best hug of my life. They were taken back by the hug but they soon hugged me back. I had a family. A family that would love me for who I was and not try to change me. A family that wouldn't abuse me or treat me like I was nothing. I felt happy. I felt like jumping up and down and dancing around. It was a feeling so odd, yet so comfortable, like I was supposed to feel this emotion all my life, but never had. The smile on my face was so big that my cheeks soon started to hurt, and I had to massage them to get some feeling back.