Carly's p. o. v

I've gone my entire life thinking there was something wrong with me. A reason why nobody wanted me. I always thought it was because of my age. Or because of how I was raised. Well, I actually wasn't raised much. Unless an orphanage counts where I'm really not cared for. They always thought I had three more years and then they'd be throwing me out of the place to the streets. I was in and out of homes where I was only abused and used for whatever they told me to do. They would bring me back if I didn't listen. One time of not listening, I would immediately be brought back. I was never finding a home and that's what I thought. But soon, everything would change. Just by one family. One big and amazing family. But let's just start from the beginning.

My name is Carly. I am living as an orphan and have been since I was 6. My mom died in a car crash when I was five. When she died, my dad had started abusing me. I didn't know any different. I thought it was all my fault. I still do. A year after my mom died, my dad killed himself. I didn't hold it against himself because I knew he couldn't handle my mom dying. So, after nine years in the orphanage, I was finally being adopted. It all happened one day when I was coming back from school.

I walk down the street holding my bag on my shoulder looking down. I had people following me, laughing at me and making fun of me.

"You'll never be adopted." One says and I feel a few tears run down my face.

I continue walking back to the orphanage as much as I didn't want to. They all continue to laugh and make fun of me. Finally, I get there to see two people signing some papers.

"Ah. Here she is now." Annie, the owner of the orphanage says as I walk into view.

The man turns around and smiles softly at me. His smile fades when he sees the people behind me making fun of me. He walks out slowly.

"What do you think you're doing?" He asks them with a booming voice.

"Making fun of her. What's it look like?" The leader of the group says rudely.

"Well, you're not anymore. You will leave her alone." He says sternly and the kids all nod their heads before running off scared.

He looks down at me. He was still a few feet away.

"Hello. I'm Jensen. My wife over there is Danneel. We are going to adopt you if you don't mind." He says

I nod my head not to sure even though I feel like they're going to use me to do whatever. As a slave pretty much. Boy was I wrong. He smiles at me and takes my school bag from me. He goes and puts it in car.

"Alright. Why don't you go pack up your things and we will be down here waiting?" He suggests.

I nod still staying quiet before heading up to my room. I carefully pack all my things up before bringing them downstairs to where Jensen and his wife were waiting. Jensen takes my bags from me and puts them in his car.

"Alright. I'm Danneel if he hasn't told you already. Let's get you home." She says to me and smiles.

I nod and carefully get into their car not sure what was going to happen. I get buckled and they start the drive towards their house.