"The mother was only young, sixteen what else could she do?
She had no money and her parents were certainly not going to
let her keep her, their own grandchild they made her do it,
poor child will grow up without a family"
No child shall be without a family,
no mother to care for them, no father to spoil them. This child
although shall go through life without either, living as... an
July 17th 1992 a young
girl was walking about the street with a wicker basket, heading
for the church. With the rain pouring heavily all that the girl
is, couldn't be seen, nor was a peep heard from her as she
makes her way over. She rests the wicker on the step then
concludes in a short prayer leans into the basket and retrieves
something. A few chaps at the huge doors that hang from the
religiously decorated arch and runs.
The priest comes to the door in
haste, "Margret" sounding regrettable "Another one, fifth this
"Oh... James, what on earth could possess a human to leave such
a beautiful creature."
"God works in mysterious ways
Margret, remember that."
"Yes... Yes, But we can't take
another one James, we have to go to the orphanage"
"in the morning my dear... dear
wife" they agreed and took the basket in, and from there they
took her to the orphanage, and she's still there sixteen years
She has a friend, there are a lot
kids there, but only a few the same age, because most of them got
adopted or fostered when they were younger, so she only has a
handful but only a best friend as any girl would do. The priests
wife still visits her, but the priest he died five years before
of old age, but Margret still brings her cookies every week and
she talks and talks, she thinks of Margret as a mum since she's
the closest thing.
She doesn't have the normal
lifestyle as a sixteen year old, she doesn't go out often, she is
happy that she has just got her best friend with her at all
times, Jessica. Abby had known Jessica since she was seven she
was taken into the orphanage when both of her parents died when
on plane back from Italy; they died of over pressure in the
cabins, and their lungs just popped.
Abby was taller than Jess, she had
long brown curly hair, kinda shabby since she was an orphan,
her clothes not always stylish but she made the best of what
she had, and jess described Abby as the sweetest person anyone
will ever meet, never takes anything for granted, grateful for
everything she has and is always there for everyone. Jess was
shorter than Abby and Jess had blonde hair, not your material
girl blonde but just normal blonde with tints of brown, Abby
describes Jess as the most funny person you will ever meet and
she also said that she will be there for anyone whatever time,
But today, today was a lucky day for
both the girls because someone was going to foster them. Many
times before did the girls have a chance to get fostered, but
they weren't getting fostered together, and that's what they
wanted. To be together, and they were going to have the chance to
Frank was his name. The one that
wanted to adopt them, he was a middle aged business man, dressed
in a smart suit with clean cut stubble and thinning brown hair.
He always had a void in his life since his wife and young child
died in a car accident and he was the only one that survived. He
drove the car and he survived, whilst he had to burry his wife
and four month baby. Ever since he has been one of those people
who see good, do good, act good. He ran for charities, climbed
for charities, any fun raiser you can think of it, Frank has
probably done it. So he wanted to do good for Abby and Jessica,
by showing them a little happiness in their lives.
But as always...
"Happiness is shortly