As I wake up listening to the birds chirping I thought to myself what it would be like to be outside of the house and to make new friends. I had just moved into a new house with amazing foster parents. I just started going to a new school in New York City and the school was named Napoleon Academy. I had a hard time finding foster parents that would want to adopt me. Now, I have great foster parents named Bob and Rue. They are pretty rich if you ask me comparing to what my other parents provided me. The house is very big and I have very expensive clothes.
“Hey girl! Ready to go shopping for your wall paint and clothes? Rue questions.
“Uh, yeah, I think I'm ready. I just haven't decided what color I want my room yet..” I replied.
“I think …show more content…
The door flung open, my dad picked me up running towards the basement door.
“What’s happening?” I screamed as tears rolled down my eyes.
“There’s a hurricane that has hit us. Your mother and I are gathering food supplies and a radio we will have to stay in the basement today.” Says Bill.
“Oh okay, is everything going to be alright?”
“We will hope for the best.”
As I enter the basement mom is making a bed for all three of us. I start to feel bad because my parents just lost their job, now we have a hurricane. Ugh! What’s the next worse thing to come.
A hand approaches the door handle swinging the door open having a loud scratching noise as always.
“Darling, are you awake?” Rue asks with a soft voice.
I open my eyes looking confused.
“What's wrong hun?” Rue asks looking puzzled.
“Oh nothing I must have had a bad dream.” I reply.
“What about?”
“I had a dream about us having a hurricane and we had to stay in the basement and we lost all of our money.”
“Oh, well are you ready to go shopping and get your room paint?”
‘Yes I am ready, I will be out in a few minutes.”
“Okay
“Hey girl! Ready to go shopping for your wall paint and clothes? Rue questions.
“Uh, yeah, I think I'm ready. I just haven't decided what color I want my room yet..” I replied.
“I think …show more content…
The door flung open, my dad picked me up running towards the basement door.
“What’s happening?” I screamed as tears rolled down my eyes.
“There’s a hurricane that has hit us. Your mother and I are gathering food supplies and a radio we will have to stay in the basement today.” Says Bill.
“Oh okay, is everything going to be alright?”
“We will hope for the best.”
As I enter the basement mom is making a bed for all three of us. I start to feel bad because my parents just lost their job, now we have a hurricane. Ugh! What’s the next worse thing to come.
A hand approaches the door handle swinging the door open having a loud scratching noise as always.
“Darling, are you awake?” Rue asks with a soft voice.
I open my eyes looking confused.
“What's wrong hun?” Rue asks looking puzzled.
“Oh nothing I must have had a bad dream.” I reply.
“What about?”
“I had a dream about us having a hurricane and we had to stay in the basement and we lost all of our money.”
“Oh, well are you ready to go shopping and get your room paint?”
‘Yes I am ready, I will be out in a few minutes.”
“Okay