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I'm 15 years old and I am in foster care. It is not supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. I don't talk to others. I am from New Orleans. I was in the corner when 6 people came in. People don't like me case of my secrets.
I just know to stay quiet. I looked out the window and started to draw the city. A woman with red came up to me and sat next to me. "Hi what is are you doing?" She asked.
"Drawing." I said and looked back out the window. I sighed finishing my drawing. "What are you drawing?" She asked.
"The city." I said and looked at her. "Do you dance?" She asked. "Can I sing it?" I asked. She nodded.
"I don't have time for dancin'
That's just gonna have to wait a while
Ain't got time for messin' around
And it's not my style
This whole town can slow you down
People takin' the easy way
But I know exactly where I am going
Gettin closer 'n closer every day
And I am almost there
I'm almost there
People down here think I'm crazy
But I don't care
Trials and tribulations
I've had my share
There ain't nothin' gonna stop me now
'Cause I'ma almost there
I remember Daddy told me
Fairy tales can come true
You gotta make 'em happen
It all depends on you
So I work real hard each and every day
Now things for sure are going my way
Just doing what I do
Look out Boys I'm coming through
And I'm almost there
I'm almost there
People gonna come here from everywhere
And I'm almost there
I'm almost there
There's been trials and tribulations
You know I've had my share
But I've climbed a mountain
I've crossed a river
And I'm almost there
I'm almost there
I'm almost there." I sang.
"Where are you from?" She asked.
"New Orleans. What is your name?" I said & asked. "Im Natasha romanoff. And you." She said
"Y/n l/n." I said. "I like your name." She said. I got up and walked to my room. I sat on my black bed with a black widow marking on it.
I had the avengers logos all over my room. Half was computer like and the other half is for my peregrine falcon. The case worker that is trying to help me came in my room. "Hi Y/n." She said. I looked up. "Hi Miss. Harper." I said.
"There are some people here to adopted you." She said. I nodded and got up. I followed her.
Once we got to them she told me there names. "This is Bruce Banter, Tony Stark, Natasha romanoff, Clint Barton, and Thor." She said.
I nodded at them. I ran to my room and put a glove for my peregrine falcon. I opened my window and she flow in and landed on my hand.
"Hi widow." I said. She nuzzled my face. The people that wanted to adopted me came in.
"What is this?" Natasha asked.
"This is widow. My peregrine falcon. I hunt with her." I said. They nodded. I put her in her cage and locked it and put a cover over it.
"I like this kid. Her room is awesome. Half computer and half peregrine falcon." Tony said. "Yea. Miss Y/n made all this. Even me." My AI said. They all jumped. "What was that?" They asked. "I am a AI named ROMAN." She said.
"ROMAN go into the flash drive, please." I said. "As you wish. Starting now." She said.
"Yea we are going to adopted her." Tony said. Miss Harper nodded. "I will get the paper work. Y/n start packing." She said. I nodded. I had little clothes. And a lot of boxes. I packed all my things
