Andrew Minyard

Andrew was a 15 year old teenager. He had been in many foster homes and each time he was given back as soon as he became annoying. Andrew no longer believed that his new guardian would ever come for him and treat him well. He didn't believe it. Because of what had been done to him, he had become emotionless and unfeeling.

today his new guardian came to see him. Andrew and you were sitting in the office of the person who helps you register your children from this orphanage. You were signing the papers, and Andrew was sitting on a chair next to you and staring into space, mentally preparing for more beatings from his guardian. He was preparing for a broken house, bottles of alcohol all over the house and a new parent who was always drunk. Andrew's things were already packed. His things only fit in one duffel bag and a backpack. Andrew was holding the backpack and the duffel bag in his hands, still staring at the wall without blinking. You signed the papers and the girl who helped you register said
-take the papers and now Andrew is your adopted son
you took the papers and stood up. you looked at andrew. andrew understood that it was time to go and stood up. he didn't say goodbye to the "nanny" because he knew that he would come back here