Fictional Romance

ople think my life has been so wonderful since then. But what they don't know is about my past. I grew up alone. My parents abandoned me. They left me at our house when I was eight. They said that t

hey're not going to come back" I saw shocked in her face. "W-what do you mean? What do you mean they're gone?" she asked with such a curious voice. I told her everything that had happened. Ms. Johnson is a nice lady. She sometimes helped me sell my paintings. "Your parents don't deserve you Irah. You're such a nice talented kid. I'm sorry Amirah but I can't take care of you. I already have children." she said and i can see she's sorry for what happened. She called the cops to help us find them and for the meantime they took me to an orphanage. They never found my mom and her boyfriend so I grew up in an orphanage. My foster parents adopted me when I was eleven years old. They treated me like I'm they're real daughter. They don't have a child so I get their whole attention most of the time. I continue to sell my paintings because I don't want them to just buy everything for me. I started writing stories when I was eighteen years old. They supported me. They bought me everything that I needed. I published my own book when I was twenty two years old. I never thought that it would actually be a big hit book but suddenly almost all the bookstores called me to ask for more copies and that's where it all started. Many people asked how I created Zayrene. Well, Zayrene came from my imaginations. He's the guy that I read from all those books. I compiled every leading man into one. The man that I dreamed of se