Not many people know the stories of how people get adopted. Every person has a background story of how they got to where they are now, and here is one of someone who was adopted at age nine.
The orphanage was located in Russia, way up north where the winters are brutal and the summers aren't that much warmer. The two story building was rusty and the paint was peeling off of it in big chunks. The inside of it didn't look that much better. There were many kids that lived in the big white building, and for all of them it was their home.
A girl who spent most of her childhood there considered every kid that she grew up with her brothers. Every girl had been adopted at this point, and she was the only one left. The girls disappeared fast from the orphanage, but not a single guy ever seemed to leave. At this point in her life, she had lost all hope of leaving.
If she grew too old for the orphanage, at least she had her parents. They gave her up when she was a baby, but kept on visiting once in a while. Sometimes, if she was lucky, she would get the chance to leave the place for a few days to stay with her mom.
For this girl, home was not a place, but a person. The girl would even try and skip school just to see her mom because she lived so close to the school. She didn't care if the apartment that her mom lived in was not suitable for a child. She was only ever happy when she got to get away from the orphanage and could feel like part of a family.
The only other person that ever made her feel like that was her younger sister. They were practically best friends. She was very protective of her and took care of her. They would spend every day together, until the younger sister had to leave for school and the only time they ever saw each other was during summer. It was never the same.
Her life seemed like a dead end. The very first people she could trust left her in a place that she wanted nothing to do with. Her sister was gone for most of the time and no one wanted to adopt her.
One day, one of the caregivers told her that someone was interested in adopting her. It was during summer, so her sister had no way of knowing that she was leaving. Fast forward to a couple of months later and the girl could finally break free - but it came with a price. As she got into a car filled with strangers, she looked back one last time to see all the kids at the orphanage watching through the window. Her sister was one of them.
