"Here you go." Miss. Jones said getting my two bags on each side of me. She all of a sudden gave me a death stare. "Be good." She simply stated while getting into her green bug. I slowly turned around seeing another family, another life I was going into. I hated it. "Come in, Ashley." My step-mom said. I walked in and sighed. "Follow me and I will show you your room." My step-dad said while taking my bags. While I followed him up the steps, I had a flashback. "Why did they have to leave me? Why now?" I thought. Its been nine years, nine long horrible years. "Here ya go." He said making me snap out of my flashback. "Thanks." I quietly said. He smiled and went back downstairs. I sighed and sat on my new bed. I am, well was a foster, for nine years and I am now sixteen going on seventeen. When I was six my parents died in a car accident and I will never forget that day. I was sent to a foster home that Miss. Jones owned. She acted like my second mother and I always would wish that she would just adopt me. But I was just sent to one family to another. I was sent to how many families you wonder? Eleven to be exact, but I would always run off somehow. Then be sent back off to the foster house again and again until some family adopts me. None of the could handle me because of my running away. I wanted to run off so bad. I went to my window sill and sat down. I grabbed my teddy bear that I had since I was four. I squeezed it like I was squeezing myself until I cried. I looked out the window towards the neighbors house watching three boys playing with their little brother and parents. I closed my eyes and cried more and then opened them while I bit my lip. I wanted my parents back, I wanted them back now. I suddenly felt a cold touch on my shaken back. I tured around and saw my step-mom, she simply looked at me and then pulled me into a hug. After dinner I went to my room and sat on my bed. I heard my door open and watched my step-dad walk in. "We are going to bed, are you okay?" He asked. I looked down and nodded. "Alrighty *long silence* goodnight." "Nite." I replied and whatched my door close. I looked out my window and saw the sun set. I was gonna run away. I got up and put on my sweat shirt and opened my window. I climbed down the rose fence and jumped the rest of the way down. I wondered around until I found a good place to sit for awhile. I saw a big rock between the neighbors and my new house. I sat down and took out my locket. I opened it up and saw my mom and dad. I looked up and then down. I started to cry and buried my head in my hands. I kept on asking why in my mind. I ran my fingers through my hair and looked up. "Are you alright?" a guy asked me looking down at me. "Uh yea." I said quickly wiping my wet face and looked up at him. "Do you mind?" He asked while pointing to the ground next to me. "No." I said putting my locket back into my pocket [A/N: haha that rhymed !!] "I don't think I know you." He looked at me with a smile. "I live right next to you, my names Ashley." I said while holding out my hand. "I thought that the Mcadams didn't have any kids." He said while shaking my hand. "Oh my name is.... _______________________________ hehehe cliffy =] **I NEED MORE THAN 5 COMMENTS UNTIL I POST NEXT CH** =]] sry i was distracted by the chores and I stopped when JB came on the radio. haha it was Burnin' Up =DD and btw none of the story is real and JB is not famous in this. The VMA's are tomorrow!! yippie im excited. Oh and if u can send this to peoples i want a lot of people to read this series =]
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