• Ohio flung herself towards the shore, running into the slow, lapping waves. She was only four at the time with pudgy little hands and tiny stumbling feet.

    Her new parents were going to make her meet new people today, but she didn't want to. They'd make her dress up all fancy and she wouldn't get the wear her favorite jumper. She wouldn't get to eat a cupcake, she'd have to settle for salad. She wouldn't get to build sand castles, instead she would have to sit still and look "professional".

    The kids she would have to meet would be snobby and rich, not that her new parents weren't rich but she defentently wasn't snobby.

    Her real parents wouldn't do this to her. They would let her play all day in the sun and she could wear jumpers whenever she pleased. She wouldn't have to live in a stuffy mansion, like now, but a little trailer park in the country. That's what Ohio really wanted.

    But her parents had been taken away from her last year, they were already becoming a faint memory in the back of her head. They had been taken away because they had tryed to drown Ohio but she didn't believe that. While beingforced into the police car,her mother had yelled to her. "They're lying, Oh! They know we would never do that! Not to you,Never!They're aliens!" That's the last she had heard of her mother or father.

    There where letters of course, as she later on found out, but they were always hidden or burned by her new parents. Her new parents who hated her name, hated the way she dressed and acted. Who hated Ohio.

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    "Harrietta! We have to go meet the Stantons!" Sunnie's mother yelled after me as she ran for the backyard.She made a face when her mother said her first name, everyone else but her parents used her middle name, Sunnie. There had been a fortunite mistake on Sunnie's birth certificite and the nurses thought that her name read Harrietta Sunnie Sykes. But Sunnie liked it that way, much more than the name Shaunna.

    Sunnie giggled, running to the swing set. "Play first!" She yelled, stubbornly.

    "Harrietta-"Her mother started but Sunnie cut her off.

    "My name Sunnie!" She yelled again, since she was only four she still couldn't always form a proper sentance.

    Her mother sighed, "Your name is Harrietta Shauna Sykes, Sunnie was a mistake."

    Her mother always says that and made Sunnie herself feel like a mistake.

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    "Dais, c'mon time to leave." Daisy's daddy smiled down at her.

    "No."She said, turning over on the blanket so she was faced away from him.They had been having a picnic on the floor of his and her mother's bedroom.

    "We can finish the picnic at the Stanton's, there's a beach by their house, a picnic on the beach, how does that sound?" He smiles, trying to win her over. It's working.

    "Just us?" Daisy asked hopefully.

    "There will be two little girls there that might want to join us-" Her happy mood goes sour when she heard this.

    "Just. Us." She says it as a demand now.

    "Marvin, she has to make friends, she's becoming a loser." Daisy's mother walks in, coating another layer of lipstick on her lips while looking in the mirror, not glancing once at the father and daughter pair.

    Daddy rolls his eyes and gives Daisy a silly look. "Brenda, she's four years old, she has time to make friends."

    "Just wait until she's 20 and your still her only friend." Her motherretorts, touching up her hair.

    Daisy hated when they fighted over her when she was right there in the room. It made her feel like she had become invisible and didn't matter enough.

    She didn't even know why her parents got married or why they still are but she's pretty sure her grandparents had something to do with it.

    Mother pulled her up to her feet and called for her brothers, saying that they were leaving. She looked back at father and growled bitterly. "You've been uninvited." And with that she turned away, pulling Daisy along with her.

    That was the last time Daisy Foreman ever saw her Daddy.