#one of my least favorite 1D discs i made turned out to be one of my favorites after a couple months

[akascow]

starting an art project you intend to sell only to finish and realize you cant part with it ? struggle is real

[wynterwylds-blog]

Years Lost: Chapter 1

I've been living in an orphanage for about the past month. I'm originally from a little village called Pleasant Plains in Illinois but the Department of Child whatever had me moved to an orphanage in London. They told me it was so I could see the world. I honestly think it's because they didn't want to deal with an asthmatic anxiety ridden sixteen year old girl that just lost her whole family and with it her memory. Yeah that's right you heard me I'm asthmatic deal. So they shipped me to the UK/Great Britain/England. Pick a name, I prefer England though. It's more distinctive.

Anyway it's the last week in November 2016 and I'm stuck here in an orphanage in one of the biggest and historical cities in Western Europe. Since my coming here I have become the oldest every other kid here is around 10 or younger. They all have birthdays September through December so none of them will be turning a year older anytime soon. I however, according to what my birth certificate says, will be turning eighteen soon, giving me even less of a chance of being adopted. And I honestly don't care I'll (Legally) be an adult in less than 3 months, then you won't see neither hide nor tail of me.

As always,

Mady

I finish up my journal entry, putting the pencil back in the utensils drawer. I'm in the recreation room that we're all supposed to stay in until lunch time. Suddenly "MADY" I hear Teresa call from across the room.

I go around all the other children and over to little red headed Teresa.

She holds up her favorite doll called Missy. Well the two ripped pieces of Missy at least.

"Trevor ripped Missy" Teresa said pointing to guilty looking black haired Trevor.

"Mady I didn't mean to" Trevor says on the verge of tears.

I nod my head at him and his frown turns upside down as I take the doll from Teresa. I quickly go over to my area, the two five year olds trailing behind. I get a needle and white thread, as well as a white ribbon from my bag. I put the two doll halves together and wrap the ribbon around it. Then I pin the ribbon to the halves and start to sew. Teresa and Trevor eagerly watch as I make the doll whole again. I'm done after about half an hour, and give the doll back to Teresa, simply saying "Share". The two children thank me and go back to what they were doing. You see I don't like to talk and if I do it's only one word. I don't know why I don't like to, I just don't. Somehow though it doesn't bother the other kids, and for some reason they come to me when a problem happens. It makes me feel good but you know who wouldn't feel that way.

"Lunch time" Jake our caretaker calls walking into the room. Everyone files out and into the dining area. Today it's macaroni and cheese. Jake gives everyone a plate of it and leaves the room. After two minutes I take a bite, and then place my plate in the middle of the table. I don't eat much is all and I would prefer the others eat than me. And they all understood that the first day I was here.

I go to my room, turn my radio to CD and play the disc in it. The music playing from it is by One Direction and it's they're latest album called Made In The AM. This group is one of the things that I didn't forget. Well I did forget it for like an hour or so but I soon remembered. Every one of my memories in my head only relates to One Direction, 5SOS, and The Vamps. Which is sad to say the least, but I'd rather remember something that makes me happy rather than something that makes me sad. Plus it doesn't help that I have more photos of those three bands on my phone than my own family. As well as 2 5SOS shirts, a 1D necklace, a 1D photo, a 1D makeup kit, and a 1D CD.

At 5:30 pm I go back to the dining area to "eat" dinner, go back to my room at 5:35 pm and stare at the wall for 3 and a half hours. At 9:05 pm I take a shower, and then 9:35 I go to sleep. Ending what has become a typical day for me.

The next day

"Mady" Jake voice calls from outside the door. I get up out of bed and open the door.

When I open the door he says "There's someone here who wants to see you so get ready okay"

I nod my head in acknowledgement and close the door. Perfect a visitor, just perfect. But what have I got to lose. So I go to my closet and pick out my black 5SOS tank top, emerald green skinny jeans, blue Hollister hoodie, and black boots. I put on my 1D necklace, along with my regular bracelets, and ring. After brushing my brown hair I put on a little mascara, pink lip gloss and to top it all off my beanie like hat that I think my mom made. I then went downstairs Jake's office. I knock on the door and wait for him to open it.  Inside his office is a couple and Jake gestures for me to sit in the chair next to his own. The woman looks familiar.

"Well Mr. and Mrs. Twist this is Madyson" Jake says to the couple.

Wait now I recognize the woman, it's Anne Twist aka Harry Styles mom and the man next to her must me Harry's step dad, Robin Twist.