"every night before I lay.
I'll sing it all out like a Nightingale."
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From her brown eyes to her light white skin, not so white though.
Who wouldn't want a child like Alessia?. She was 16 now and was still being rejected. Taken from one family or another, trying to fit into one family or another, which felt almost impossible. One would wonder what a beautiful and calm girl would do to make people put up so much rejection. Alessia felt pained and hurt.
'ANDRE'S ORPHANAGE HOME & CARE' couldn't help but wonder why
this kept happening to one of their brought ups. "Could she be cursed?." They wondered. "Was she too calm and quiet?." They asked nobody in particular.
Alessia was being brought back two months ago from a family which had earlier picked her up for adoption. Another family had come days ago, looking for a much older child they could keep, Alessia was the organisations option and this time they wanted her to leave for good.
YOU ARE READING
Sweet Nightingale
Teen Fiction" for every night before I lay I'll sing it all out like a Nightingale."
