This Is How You Remind Me

Some people take the idea of being adopted and make it out to be a horrible thing.
Others find it to be the best thing that could've ever happened to them (or wish it would, for that matter).
Me? Well, I don't know. I didn't look at it as either, necessarily.

My name is Carmella. For the time being, I do not have a last name; I'm still awaiting the day that I receive one.
When I came here, Izzie was already living here, being my age. I formed a quick bond with her after leaving my best friend, Beth, at the orphanage when I was moved here. Shortly after forming a bond with Izzie, Beth was moved out to this house, as well. So naturally, a tight, mutual friendship formed between the three of us. Oddly enough, the three of us happened to be red heads.

I was content how I was. I was used to living in this small house in the middle of California, with Lorraine, Izzie, Beth, and Princess.