I was 16 when I was adopted. I didn't know much about the person or the family the only thing they would tell me was a Ms. Irwin was coming to get me today. I packed what little I had. I only had a blanket and toothbrush because the people in charge said "that's just the system sweetpea." I waited for Ms. Irwin to get here. After what seemed like forever a lady and a cute boy walked in. His hair was a little curly and brown, his eyes eyes were a beautiful hazel color with a little more green noticeable, tall and mysterious looking I couldn't help but stare. All of the sudden my foster mom smiled and introduced me to my new mum and brother. Oh boy was this going to be a nightmare.
