I bent over and fell to my sister's side and cradling her head in my arms. A bright light suddenly flashed, cammeras where taking pictures of my dead sister! I was super mad the white of my eyes turned black and all the cameras started to go staticy. Then there was another bright light, I felt something inside, I felt even more powerful.
Daddy had to pull me away from my sister. When we got in the limo I kicked and screamed and cried. The worst thing about it was that our birthday in 3 days.
We got to the house and I ran up stairs and destroyed everything in my room that reminded me of my sister and Amber. I cut all the paintings and crashed all the glass pictures. Daddy walked in and hugged me I tried to push him away, but he had a tight grip on me. I wrapped my arms around daddy's neck and cried. I never wanted to let go of him, this felt like the first safe place I've ever been in.
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The Truth (Michael Jackson Adoption Fanfiction)
Random3 year old Isabella is in a orphanage/hospital. Of course no one wants to adopt children with issues, so not very many people go there,but when a special guest comes to adopt her, will thing go all good or will it go sour
