Snippet #1851046

Sadler screamed into her pillow loudly out of pure frustration. Why wouldn't he pick up?! The confused blond haired girl growled to herself and picked her computer back up and furiously began typing. Quickly switching to Google, her hands all but flew across the keyboard. She talked as she typed, tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth in focus. "Sadler Michelle Foerster." the only thing that came up was a link to a Facebook page, hers.

This time, she typed in Sadler Michelle Brooks.

A whole list of URLS came up. Mostly news sites with missing children names. This was not good, not good at all. Who was living in her house? Obviously that couldn't be her real mom... And of course, she didn't know what she had done. That was a while back.... Her eyes were stretched wide and she flopped back on her back on her bed, and blinked a couple times. Then she couldn't help it and tears poured down her face like an angry waterfall. Everything she has ever known, was fake. It shouldn't even be her life. She should have a different family. Maybe even a brother or sister. Then she realized something... maybe her dad wasn't dead...

Her real dad was probably still alive.