• Once there was a girl named Angie. She was 13. She was abused when she was in her first foster home. Everyone called her Dirty Sox, because her socks where always soiled with dirt. Her foster mother thought that bleach made you itch, so she never used it. Her foster mother was the sweetest mother you could ever ask for. She ALWAYS looked after angie. But when angie turned 15, Her foster mother had a fatal heart attack. Angie was devastated. After a month or two, Angie was placed in another home. This was the worst time of her whole life. She cried her self to sleep, and almost never spoke at her school. But that changed fast. One day durring lunch period, a boy named Jayson walked up to her. "This seat taken?" Jayson said. "Go away." So he did. But he never stopped trying. Never once did he give up. He asked her everyday for a month or so if he could sit. "What do you want from me?" Said Angie. "I want to be your friend," He said. Angie let out the bigest most beautiful smile Jayson had ever seen. She brushed her Brown hair out of her green eyes, and giggled. In a week she would be sixteen. "I hear your birthday is on monday, what do you want?" He said. "What I want is a new family." Angie said with apathy. "What do you mean?" Said Jayson. Angie explained everthing to Jayson and they went back to class. Angie went home that day, and her foster father walked in the door, with her report card. "What is this??!!" Her father said with heartfelt anger. "Oh, is that my report card? What did I get?" Angie stutters. "Lets see... a D, F, F, AND A C!! I am going to beat you untill you cant sit!" Angie runs for her room, and writes a note to Jayson.
    "Dear Jayson,

    Thank you for opening my eyes. You make me feel better. Right now My father is trying to kill me, And if he succeeds, I want you to know that I love you.

    She sends the letter To the nerd next door, and he gives it to Jayson and he walks to Angie's house. Angie grabs his hand, and they run away into the sunset. They stop and look behind. Jayson reads the note. They kiss.

    *Three and a half years later*....

    Angie and Jayson are married and are both 20 years old. They live in Tallahassee FL. They love each other so much. In two more years they have a son named Mitchell, and a daughter named Michelle. Michelle goes to college at Floride State Universiy, and Mitchell goes to Harvard Law school. The whole family is so happy together. Jayson grows old with Angie, and They die a happy death at age 97 and 99.

    *The End*