by Gabrianna » Wed Dec 26, 2012 1:22 pm
Gabrianna smiles gently back. " It wasn't like that at my old schools or other foster homes. I...watched my parents die... I know exactly how and I could tell you every detail on that day. Many kids laughed at me because they called me the grim reaper. It was always that way. Soon my foster parents began...treating me differently. I don't have to worry about them now though. I have a family." Gabrianna makes the dough for the pie crust. "What desert do you like??"
I will be gone on February 23 and will not be returning until 8 weeks later. Do not kick me out of the forums. You all have been informed.