Status: Alive and kicking. Still in progress
Give Me Love
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Dear Diary,
My name is Frank Iero, I'm 14 years old and I'm an orphan.
My parents separated when I was just a baby, I never knew who my father is, all that I know is that he's dead and so is my mother. I lost my mother when I was at the age of 7.
Sometimes I let myself fantasize about having a family, well I sort of had a family here in the orphanage, but I really want to have a real one. Maybe someday I will be adopted, but I don't think that would happen. I'm an annoying brat, no one ever wants me.
It's hard to deal with me and I don't want to make anyone's life harder by having me in it.
I'm sorry, but, I have to go now, I heard Mrs. Baker calling my name.
I threw the diary under my bed and made my way out of the room.
-There you are, Frank. - Mrs. Baker the orphanage's owner said
-I'm sorry, if I kept you waiting. - I managed to say
-It's alright, son. - She called us like this, like we were her own children and it made us feel loved. But after all there was void in my soul, that needed to be filled with more love, than I got since my life began. Talking about Margaret Baker, she never had children, because of health problems, so she decided to found an orphanage, so she could be surrounded by children, like she always wanted to be. The place was called New Hope Foster Home, but it was renamed, when Mr. Baker passed away, since then it's called William Herbert Baker Memorial Orphanage.
-We miss you at the dinner table. - She told me
-I'll be there. - I smiled at her
We went downstairs to the dining room.
-Hey, Frankie! - I heard Chris yell, he was my best friend, since I got here. He was the first person who talked to me, when I was new here. Not like he had other options, since he's in the same room as me
-Hey, Chris! - I greeted him, as I took the seat next to him.
-I picked all the meat out of your meal. - He grinned at me
-Thanks, how could I survive without you? - I was a vegetarian and I always picked the meat out from every meal, that had meat in it
-You won't. - The blond curly haired boy said, as he patted my back
I just laughed and shook my head.
-Admit it! - He exclaimed
My name is Frank Iero, I'm 14 years old and I'm an orphan.
My parents separated when I was just a baby, I never knew who my father is, all that I know is that he's dead and so is my mother. I lost my mother when I was at the age of 7.
Sometimes I let myself fantasize about having a family, well I sort of had a family here in the orphanage, but I really want to have a real one. Maybe someday I will be adopted, but I don't think that would happen. I'm an annoying brat, no one ever wants me.
It's hard to deal with me and I don't want to make anyone's life harder by having me in it.
I'm sorry, but, I have to go now, I heard Mrs. Baker calling my name.
I threw the diary under my bed and made my way out of the room.
-There you are, Frank. - Mrs. Baker the orphanage's owner said
-I'm sorry, if I kept you waiting. - I managed to say
-It's alright, son. - She called us like this, like we were her own children and it made us feel loved. But after all there was void in my soul, that needed to be filled with more love, than I got since my life began. Talking about Margaret Baker, she never had children, because of health problems, so she decided to found an orphanage, so she could be surrounded by children, like she always wanted to be. The place was called New Hope Foster Home, but it was renamed, when Mr. Baker passed away, since then it's called William Herbert Baker Memorial Orphanage.
-We miss you at the dinner table. - She told me
-I'll be there. - I smiled at her
We went downstairs to the dining room.
-Hey, Frankie! - I heard Chris yell, he was my best friend, since I got here. He was the first person who talked to me, when I was new here. Not like he had other options, since he's in the same room as me
-Hey, Chris! - I greeted him, as I took the seat next to him.
-I picked all the meat out of your meal. - He grinned at me
-Thanks, how could I survive without you? - I was a vegetarian and I always picked the meat out from every meal, that had meat in it
-You won't. - The blond curly haired boy said, as he patted my back
I just laughed and shook my head.
-Admit it! - He exclaimed
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