Ch.1-Mckenzie

So, some backstory on me. My mom was just 15 when she had me. Apparently my daddy was a jerk. A real bad guy apparently. My mom’s parents didn’t really want a pregnant teenage daughter, so they bought her a nice apartment and she dropped out of school. She got a job at a fast food restaurant and eventually had me.

She also tried to find a boyfriend-hopefully a husband, but she dated six guys before she gave up. 

When I was three, she had my first brother, James. Two years later, she had the twins, William and Charlotte. Then, four years later, she had my baby sister, Emma. Emma’s dad was the last person Mom dated. 

So, that’s my family, My mom, Me, Jamie, Will and Char, and finally, Emmie.

I’ve learned to take care of my siblings and I’ve had to adapt to new things. 

I’m 13 now, Jamie’s 10, the twins are eight, and Emmie is four. 

For now, we live in a small three-bedroom, two-bath apartment. Mom and Em

And that’s enough.

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(a little backstory of what’s about to happen)

Her Mom’s friend, Ms. Nelsen lives in a penthouse nextdoor. She’s a single mom, too. She has three kids and homeschools them, and also homeschools Mckenzie and her siblings. She’s a doctor at night, and a mom in a morning. 

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Ch.3-Mckenzie

But back to now. 

“Bye Ms. Nelson!” Emma calls as we walk out

“Buh-bye Emmie!” She replied

“Goodbye Ms. Nelson” I joined in as I shut the door. 

I grabbed Emma and Willie’s hands and Char and Jamie followed me into the elevator. We step out of the building and are instantly hit with a frosty breeze and my hair flew in front of my face. I turned left and started walking down the sideway. I shivered while we walked, huddled together. 

We step into the building, make it into the apartment, and stop dead in our tracks.

There’s mom, slumped over in a chair, her face on the table in front of her, eyes glossed over.

I gasp and run  towards her.

My eyes are watering as I look around.

She looked scared…

And she wasn’t breathing.

Sorry this was so late!!! 

Ch.4-Mckenzie

It was all a blur. Red and blue lights, white rooms, the sterile waiting room, and the smell of hand sanitizer. 

We just went along with what we were told to do.

We sat in the waiting room, silently sobbing to ourselves, huddled together. Emma was lying on my lap and I was stroking her head Jamie, Will, and Charlotte were sitting near me. I heald them tight.

When a doctor came out I straightened, but quickly slouched back down, tears flowing from my eyes. 

“Thank you,” I said, my voice cracking. I held them even tighter.

The doctor walked away apologetically.

She was gone.

She was dead. 

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Ch.5-Mckenzie

We were whisked away to pack up a few things from our apartment, then taken to a foster care center. We stayed there for months.

After four, boring months someone offered a home for us. 

But not all of us.

You see, it’s easier to get adopted when you’re younger, and sometimes siblings get separated.

So, I guess I can’t complain. We were lucky, or at least Will, Charlotte, and Emmie were. They all went to to the same foster home. Then, Jamie went all alone. I spent months all alone. 

Jamie came back. By then, it had been 10 months. 

At the end of the year, Emmie, Char and Will returned, too. 

We went months without any of us getting a foster home. 

We were all together.

But I felt so helpless.

I was the oldest.

But I felt so small, so incopetent, so unimportant.

It was so crowded.

Yet, I felt so alone.

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