Dear Journal,
I can't help but feel that I'm not a part of this family. Their hair is the same as mine,true, but their eyes! They're a different shade from mine. Except for Marietta, her's are green, but we know she's adopted! We found her papers last year. Mom still doesn't know about it though. Well, i contacted my "contact" who is looking to see if I'm adopted. If I am , he's gonna find my biological parents before telling me. It's crazy...it's been three months, and he still won't let me even write down his name. Oh, well! GTG-- The phones ringing!!
Sammy :)
"Hello?" Sammy asked picking up the phone. The only other person who was home was Marietta, and she was too busy writing another one of her stories to notice the phone ringing.
"I found them. You are adopted.They know about you, and they are coming today to meet your parents. click...buzzzzzzzzz" The voice on the other end had hung up, but no matter. Samantha had heard, and more importantly understopod the message. So I am adopted.... Sammy thought walking slowly towards the kitchen where Marietta was working.
"Marietta.....I'm adopted she said sitting down slowly in front of her sister.
"Oh...that's nice..." Marietta mumbled ingrosed in her writing,"...Wha-YOU'RE ADOPTED??? HOW THE HECK DO YOU KNOW???"
" My contact just called and said that my biological parents were coming..." The doorbell interrupted her speech"...TODAY" They both looked at each other and ran towards the door. Sammy opened the door and came face to face with...herself?!...Wait...no, this was a guy...a guy that looked exactly like her. That guy was Scott Moffatt. Behind him stood Clint, Bob, Dave, and the rest of the family. ( I'm not really a moffatt fanatic...the mom dad and shelia?).Sammy stood speechless but luckily, Marietta opened the door wider and invited them in
"Hi. I'm Marietta. This is Sammy...you'll hafta forgive her..she just found out she was adopted.." To sammy she said,not caring if the family heard her," Honey, it gets easier..i promise! Remember how i was? Let's just go into the living room and have a chat with these nice people here, ok?" Inside, Marrietta's heart was breaking. Sammy had been her only comfort when she found out she was adopted. After finding out, it became harder to live with her "parents". They had always been strict, but now that she knew they weren't her's they became close to unbearable. Now Sammy would have to go live with the Moffatts and leave her all alone. But, she wouldn't let that hender her southern hospitality. She sat Sammy and the Moffattsdown in the living room, got them talking and went into the kitchen to start dinner. Dinner for more than usual of course since the Moffatts would be staying. She didn't even bother to ask, she knew that they would stay.
"Who the **ll left the garage door up?!" a voice bellowed from the basement.Shock rased through both the girls. It was their dad. Marietta raced to the garage door.
"I did it Dad...but um...we have company that i think you might want to talk to before you go ballistic..."She said dragging her red-in-the-face dad towards the living room. "WHO THE H!!L ARE YOU?" He bellowed at the Moffatts.
"They're my parents, Father..." Sammy said her voice dripping with venom. She was mad that Marietta had taken the blame for the garage door and that he was making a fool of himself in front of her real parents and incredibly hott siblings.
"Oh,dear..." their mother said walking in
