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the orphan life

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cancer leaving lost ophanage orphan troubled

I see in movies all the time that the teenager wakes up not wanting to go to school. Saying they wished to find their one and only prince charming. And they ask them self's why life is so hard? When all they usually have to do is do a test. Well what I've been asking myself every day for as long as i can remember is "Why did my parents leave me here?"

My name is Callista Worth. I'm 15 years old, I've lived in an orphanage since i was 5 years old . I've never been chosen to take home, never given a second glace. I wasn't the most adorable baby, i was a chubby child, and now i'm a teenager. And no one ever want's a teenager.Tous Droits Réservés

cancer leaving lost ophanage orphan troubled

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Soulbound (Bound by Desire #1), écrit par LilaRosa34

What did they mean? I knew who I was, didn't I? I was Rosalia Mallory, a girl left on the doorstep of our town's foster agency to find a new home. From there I went through three homes before at the age of 16 instead of having to live in the group home I secured enough money to, along with the money the foster carers were given for me, to buy an apartment building. Alongside a job bartending and waitressing I had enough money to attend college and am currently studying Religion and Mythology, Creative writing and Art. Just a normal teenage girl with a normal life. But at the same time, I'm not. Who am I? Seems like the most cliché question a teenager can ask right? Except when your missing months, if not years, of your life suddenly that seemingly simple question takes on a whole new meaning. After all, if you don't know your whole past how can you answer that for yourself?

Trade Mistakes (adopted by Brendon Urie) •{COMPLETED}•, écrit par tabooten

Hi, I guess. I'm Cassie, I'm 14 years old and I've been going orphanage to orphanage since I was 3 years old. My parents died in a car crash me being the only survivor. It was all down hill and only bands could save me from doing something terrible. Until someone in particular walks in.... 2018 EDIT- This is horribly written, i started writing it in 2016 and published it in 2017, in my 6th grade year. Its not edited bc I'm horrible with that, and I don't want to read that cringe over again. Please note that I made this when I was 11 years old and there are probs a lot of spelling and grammatical errors in this. #1 in #adoptedbybrendonurie #356 in #panicatthedisco #426 in #brendonurie Started- April 3rd, 2017 Finished- June 16th, 2017

Finding Purpose (+18) ✔️, écrit par ZaynismRules

***this book contains suicidal thoughts and tendencies, may not be appropriate for younger audiences*** In which she looks for the purpose of life. Lily Carter's parents died in a car crash leaving her and Laura, girl was depressed long before her parents passed away and with all the problems turning up now, Lily felt more miserable - if that's even possible. With her journey to look for life's purpose and grab the small pinch of HOPE - which is ironically her second name -, will she finally snap at the pressure and finally end it all? or will a small light lit her darkened world of grief and loneliness? * "So you know. The little goth girl who gets bullied is indeed a mess. There's this mess in her head that eats her alive everyday isn't it? What to do now Kaden? Tell the whole neighborhood and recieve an award for taking out a crazy in this world?" I spit like vomit. His eyes warmed up as I finished, "Lily. It isn't like that" "What is it then? People stopped caring... they gave up, why aren't you?" I fought my tears. "Because I feel the need to care. Did Leigh hurt you? Did she hit you?" he finally noticed the unusual redness of my cheek. I don't like the way he told me he needed to care for me. I felt like an obligation, a responsibility that he is carrying and carrying leads to getting tired and when people gets tired, they give up. I don't want them to give up on me. But they will, so it's good not to make them care for me in the first place. "I never needed anyone. I stopped needing anyone before, why start now?" I uttered the words again. Why? There is nothing to fight for. No mama. No papa. No sister to love me. No one. So why would I waste my life and the time of others to fix what is already broken - and someone who doesn't want to be fixed? If I may add. Maybe I gave up. No, scratch that. I gave up a long time ago - when my parents died, my hope and purpose went away with them.

Troubles Of My Life ✔️, écrit par multiple_fandoms198

They say everything happens for a reason, well can you tell me the reason for what happens in my life. This is the story of how my life went from good to bad and slowly back to good again before spiralling downhill. Don't want to give away the book here, read to find out what happens. This is my first time writing something like this, hope it's okay. Some parts will be based of my life as a base for writing but no facts of my life are really in it. I tried to make things using some facts and what I thought might happen in this situation. I'm not the best at writing but I try.

Unknown, écrit par xDancingDollx

I Was 6 When I Found Out I Was Adopted, And I Found Out The Hard Way Too. All These Lies And Unpredictable People Are Worthless. In This World You Have To Learn How To Live Alone. How To Be Genuine..But Also How To Acknowledged The Fact That When You Want Something..Get It. Even If It Means Lives Have To Be Taken Away.The Unknown Will Bite Hard Cause In This Life Theirs Only A "Hard Way". My Way.

My Wolf Mate |✔️, écrit par RosieTheDreamWriter

Being in my family is hard. Sticking up to their standards; considering they are the alphas of the entire pack. Yes, you heard me right, a pack. A pack of what you may ask? Well, we're wolves. You see my parents expect me to find a mate within the pack. They can't force this stuff on me. Being the oldest out of 5 brothers is hard. My parents decide they are going to send me to human, school. Around people. Yes, we wolves have human bodies, but we don't tend to use them unless it's absolutely necessary, like now. My 5 brothers are lucky they don't have to go to human school. So I'll be alone. Just my luck ye. Are my parents hoping I'll fall in love with a human? Meet another wolf? I mean us wolves we can't fall in love or have a soul mate that's a human. It's in our genetics, wolves only fall for wolves. Who knew when I meet mine that I'd be set on a roller coaster of adventures. Why would my parents send me here? They hate humans or strongly dislike them anyway. I'm Melody Fang (Yes I know ironically that's my last name), and this is my story of love, heartbreak, war, adventure, and did I mention love? **Completed on December 31, 2016,**

When reality splits [completed], écrit par KatMoon11

All I want is to be alone. I wish that no one existed. My name is Zeina. I don't talk much. Not at all actually. Well not really. I sign or write things down in my notebook. I can speak. But I really only speak to those I trust. Today I'm gonna die. Don't feel bad for me, I am choosing my fate after all. Im tired of living. It's exhausting really living up to your own expectations and the expectations of others. I'm sick of shaving every inch of my limbs, plucking my eye brows, doing my hair, getting dress. Honestly I'm sick of people. My hair is long and dark brown with blonde in it. I have bangs that hang over my face and ever so slightly across my eyes. I don't have friends. My family sucks. So if you're reading this I have a question for you. Are you an outcast too. Everyday I come home from school, take sleeping pills, and go to sleep. Now I just want to sleep. Infinitely. (A/N I'm currently editing this!)

Trust me. I'll catch you., écrit par Sunshine4luv

I thought I could trust them to work it out. My parents, abandoned me on the side of the road when I was about 16.. They had wanted to start fresh and I was too close to there past. How am I supposed to live? To love? To trust again? I don't know... But I was going to start again..... Until HE.... Came!

Looking For A Way Out, écrit par JasmynMaw

This is my story I don't care I am a kid in a orphanage I hate what I've become I'm trying to find the light But darkness won't let me go What are friends? What am I ? Who can I trust ? Do I believe what she says Why can't I have a actual family who care for me? I wish my life was easier to explain. This is a story about Gypsy, she doesn't know why she is in a orphanage, she knows nothing anymore. Her only goal is to be free, escape from her past and work out her future, she needs to change for the better.

The Human Experiment (bxbxb), écrit par TheoryKierei

My name is Rolland and I grew up in an orphanage in the middle of town. I've lived here as long as I can remember. I always tried to ask why me or any of the other kids were here but the woman who ran the orphanage just answered by holding up a sign saying 'I'm busy. Go play, Rolland.' After my eighth birthday I stopped asking. Besides, I think I already knew why my parents hadn't wanted me... I was completely deaf. (This will NOT be a super perverted book, even being bxbxb. So if you are looking for that, go elsewhere, k! I'm here for the story and a bit of horror and romance mixed in!)

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Trade Mistakes (adopted by Brendon Urie) •{COMPLETED}• cover

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Troubles Of My Life ✔️ cover

My Wolf Mate |✔️ cover

When reality splits [completed] cover

Trust me. I'll catch you. cover

Looking For A Way Out cover

The Human Experiment (bxbxb) cover

Soulbound (Bound by Desire #1)

What did they mean? I knew who I was, didn't I? I was Rosalia Mallory, a girl left on the doorstep of our town's foster agency to find a new home. From there I went through three homes before at the age of 16 instead of having to live in the group home I secured enough money to, along with the money the foster carers were given for me, to buy an apartment building. Alongside a job bartending and waitressing I had enough money to attend college and am currently studying Religion and Mythology, Creative writing and Art. Just a normal teenage girl with a normal life. But at the same time, I'm not. Who am I? Seems like the most cliché question a teenager can ask right? Except when your missing months, if not years, of your life suddenly that seemingly simple question takes on a whole new meaning. After all, if you don't know your whole past how can you answer that for yourself?