Adoption: A Short Story

"I need you to go up to the front with your bags, your getting adopted."

My eyes widened.

Adopted?

Who would want to adopt me?

I'm no special, nor am I anywhere near stable. I'm like an earthquake at times.

I just nodded and jogged to my room. Once in, I packed up what little items I had in my backpack. Honestly, it was just my clothes and a picture frame of my parents and I.

I picked up the frame and examined it.

I was sitting on a swing, not posing however. My father had a wide smile with his pearly white teeth shining. He held onto the swing side pole with one hand and the other was hooked into his blue jeans.

My mother's green eyes held excitement and wonder as she also held on the swing side pole, just the other one. On her right wrist was a bracelet my father

I remember a specific one, the one my father gave to her on their trip to scuba dive near Australia.

It was my favorite charm. At the time, I was fascinated by what was deep in the ocean and wildlife. My mother was a marine biologist, so she inspired me to be just like her.

But now I hate the ocean, well, I'm deathly afraid of it. It just... reminded me too much about her.

I snapped out of my trance when I heard my door creak open. My head instantly shot to the right to see Cameryn standing there in tears.

She ran up to me and gave me a bear hug, the bone crushing, love exposing hug.

"Your getting adopted, Alicia!" She said happily in my ear.

I knew she was happy for me, but when would I see her again? She was like, no, she is family. She's the only thing that kept me sane for so long.

"Yeah, I'll miss you Cam... We'll see each other again, I promise." I whispered with tears in my eyes.

"You better." She joked while wiping the tears out of her eyes once she pulled away.

"Alicia?" She asked.

"Yes?"

"Don't you ever forget me, or the color of my eyes." She said seriously, but had a joking tone at the end.

"Never, Cam,