Lost or Found

Hi. My name is Jessica Wolfe, I am a 17 year old high school graduate with a child of my own. It's really quite sad how that happened actually. From the very beginning I was a unwanted child in a house full of over grown brats with jobs which basically gives them power over a whole state; my parents, they were never home and managed to avoid me like the plague. Throughout my whole life thus far I have managed to spend just about a year, total, with my parents, and three months of that was right after my birth.

After that they stopped paying attention to me, I just found out the reason as to why. Apparently on the day they abandoned me they had just got into a argument with my nurse, she was yelling at them because they were going on a four year trip, leaving me alone in the house, in the care of people that only cared about the money they were going to be getting because they had their own families they wanted to take care of. That dispute didn't end well, my parents made a silent decision to just ignore me and let everyone else care for me, in fact the bought a house for me and assigned people to live there and work for me only, at first I was sad because I didnt see my parents but soon I realised that everyone in that house was my true family, and my life went on like that.

I now know everyone that lives in that house by name, John the cook, he is a master at desserts; Chef Jack Daniels, the food he cooks is so good that he almost got the job to work at that famous restaurant that you have to make three month reservations, you know the one, but he didn't take the job because he wanted to stay with our little house family and if he took another job he would have to move out; Brenda, Jackee, Marcelle, and Conner, they are my best friends, but they are also given the job to clean which isn't much because there is not much to clean in this house; and of course Ruby, she has been my family since my birth, standing up to my parents on that one faithful day and soon becoming my model mother.

I love everyone that lives there as true family, that being said, there are still those days when we argue and throw tantrums. That day it was my turn. It's actually quite stupid because the argument actually started over me loosing something that I did not want to be found, no I'm not telling what it is. Everyone wanted to help me look for it, but I knew that if someone found it before me they would know my secret. So as the mature teenager I was, I ran out the house crying for blocks... and blocks... and blocks... And guess what, I got lost. No suprise there. You are probably wondering why I didn't call for someone to pick me up. Well, it wasn't because I was too stubborn to, nor was it because I was a female macho man that didn't need to ask for directions, and nor was it because I felt that Tinker Bell was going to come out from some where and tell me to follow the North Star. The reason I didn't call anyone was because I left my phone in the house, like the smart person I am, hear the sarcasm.

While looking for a open public place, this is why you don't go running out the house at 2AM, I ended up falling at a dead end. Not smart... Lets just say that I now have a near broken spirit and a baby that keeps me company. On the brite side I didn't get any STDs, there goes Ms. Optimistic. Well here I am, at home with my baby and everyone is still trying to get me to be my old self, only my baby gets to see her, and what nots that won't work. It is two in the AM, and my baby just turned 2years old.

His name is Danniel Wolfe and he is just so beautiful. He and I are just going to have a small celebration and then we are going to sleep, he is starting to get cranky. Everyne else in the house is already sleep, and he is still yet to meet his grand-parents, but what is new.

There is supposed to be author's note here, but I don't know what to write. So please comment, vote, like, etc. By the way, I was listening to that song over there. ---->