Adopted?? ~ Completed

Eleanor had a good life with her mum, dad and little sister Georgie or Georgia. she had a massive argument with her little sister and her parents tell her that she's adopted. also her real mum wants her back. she's forced to move to doncaster with her new family. she hates it and she misses her family so much it hurts. her new mum doesn't understand and wants her to forget them. her new brother arrives with his friends and he tries to help. what happens when she finds that something happened to her mum and dad and her little sister went missing. will she go to find her or will she stay with her new family.

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3. how can i forget

it had been a week. i absolutely hate it. the twins and Lottie are trying. i guess they're ok. Felicite is being a bitch. and well Johannah is trying to force me to forget my old life. she's confiscated my phone and laptop so i can't text or Skype. I've tried using the main phone but she caught me and now I am grounded. i saw a note slide under my door. i had locked myself in. i walked over to it. 'mum wants you downstairs now, so move you fat lazy arse bitch or are you to busy shagging some guy off the streets.' i scrunched it up and threw it in the bin. i headed downstairs.

"What do you want?" i asked Johannah.

"I am willing to give you your phone back if you promise not to text your past friends or family," she said

"NO WAY, THEY'RE MEAN THE WORLD TO ME!" I shouted

"WE'RE YOUR FAMILY NOW, SO DEAL WITH IT!!" She shouted back.

"YOU'LL NEVER BE MY FAMILY, AT LEAST LOTTIE AND THE TWINS ARE MAKING AND EFFORT, I SEE THEM AS FRIENDS, SO IM SORRY, YOU'LL NEVER BE MY SISTERS AND YOU WILL NEVER BE MY MUM!!" I shouted and stormed out. i ran into a boy with brown hair like mine.

"sorry," he said. i waved him off and ran out towards town. how can i forget them. they'll always be my family.

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