Home? A Fiction story

Home? A fiction story...

One horrible rainy day 3 triplets were born. They were named Evan, Eva and Evelyn. A few weeks after they were born a hurricane came and swept up everything in its path. Their mum and dad decided it was best to leave them on the doorstep of a foster home because they had to save themselves and thought they couldn't look after them as well. The foster home was called ‘The Great Escape’. The parents put them carefully on the ground and kissed their foreheads, then ran until they could no more. The night turned dark and started to rumble. The doorstep turned stone hard and freezing cold to lie on. The blanket started to fade colour and rip because they were all trying to hog it. Before the blanket was blue and bright but now it's grey and cold, wet as well. Eventually in the morning the giant oak door opened into a massive hallway. Kids all shapes and sizes all running around chasing after each other. We got lifted into someone's arms and started shivering. It was not very pleasant in her arms; they were too bony and we desperately wanted milk. The crooked old lady heaved us into the baby department. A nice looking lady cradled us one by one and fed us lovely warm milk from a bottle. She told us that her name was Lily. We loved her as if she was truly our mum. As days passed we started to get bigger and bigger until we were 3. When we were three Lily told us that we would be going into craft class and that she herself was the teacher. We were super excited but got told off for bouncing too much.  That cold night in our iron cribs we couldn’t help thinking what it would be like to have a mother and father to play and laugh with, Lily was fantastic but we want one of her to be our own. “Yay, craft class today!” Evelyn whispers quietly through her crib sides. “I forgot about that, today’s gonna be the best!” Evan said… He jinxed us, he always does. It.Was.The.Worst.Day.Ever. So first we got dressed and I (Eva) accidentally wore Evan’s gross never-been-washed-socks. I didn’t notice until we were in the eating room. I whispered to Evan “I think I’m wearing your stinky socks.” He replied with “Let’s swap under the table.” So we did, we swapped and at some point I almost fell backwards because I was pulling so hard. And then I did fall back whilst laughing and snorting because Evan said “nom, nom.” while he was eating! I got told off and told I couldn’t attend craft class and I had to tidy up after everyone had finished eating. 

Then long days passed and we got older and taller once again. 2 years later… We're 5! Oh no it's the worst part of Saturday, the possibility of getting adopted. We all have to go to a big church and then play normally. The adopters look around and see if they would like any, if they do then they have to pay thousands of dollars to get them. A family of nice looking people kept staring at us - I realized that it was three families - we just sat there not knowing what to do. After some time they all started to wander off towards the reception. Oh no this cannot be good. What if we all go to different homes, I cannot live without my siblings. One person started to carry Evelyn then another one roughly picked me and Evan up. "NO! I don't wanna go away from Evelyn or Evan." I scream. No one listened. One family took me home and their home looked like a grand palace. I loved it so much but there's something missing... There is no love, no real connection. I need Evelyn and Evan.

5 years later... I am ten and so are Evan and Evelyn. I have a big breakfast: pancakes and strawberries,blackberries and raspberries. I have never had this sort of breakfast on any other birthdays? I wonder what we're gonna do today. We all get in the car and drive back past familiar farms and houses I see two other cars fill in behind our Honda as we drive further along. They both look like crap cars. We eventually drive up the driveway of a extremely familiar looking place. "Oh no we're not" I say. I get no reply. The great big car goes completely silent again. I see the 2 cars behind us; they look like they’re following us. I finally realize that I'm going back to the foundling house. I break the silence once more..."Is Evan and Evelyn coming too?" I ask politely. "Why of course they are. We wouldn't be coming here if  they weren't coming." My foster mother replies with. But I see her smirk to father. Maybe they don't like me, that's why their taking me here? But if I meet up with Evan and Evelyn then that's all I need.  I would rather be with Evan and Evelyn than these crazy morons. They have looked after me for ages and I appreciate that but I’ve never felt like it’s been ‘home’. Home would be with Evan and Evelyn and parents that really care for us. We arrive at the foundling hospital - hopefully for the last time and I jump excitedly out of the car and run to the two other cars. It’s Evan and Evelyn! “Ahhh! We’re here all of us! I missed you soooooooooo much, OMG. I love you, I love you, I love you!” I say as happy as can be. “ EVA! HI EVA, Is it really you?!” Evelyn asks. “Of course it is dofus! Touch me if you don’t believe me!” For some reason Evan is quiet not saying a word, oh well I’ll sort it out later. Evelyn gently pokes me in the arm. “It is you!” Evelyn cries! “I’ve missed you soooooooooo much more than you missed me.” Our foster parents shoo us inside and Evan quietly tip-toes behind us. “ Hi Evan.” I say to try to break the excited silence. “Hi?” Evan whispers so quietly I can barely hear him he’s so quiet. “GROUP HUG!” Evelyn says. I squish everyone with my massive hug. Evan looks so very uncomfortable. I decide to break it up and give him a separate hug, I wink at Evelyn so she knows I’m not being mean. We find Lily and she is very excited to tell us... “OMG IT’S THE TRIPLETS! I have amazing news to tell you 3 amazing news and 1 bad news. Do you want to hear?” “Oh lily, of course we do!” Evan says. “Okay, so I found a boyfriend his name is John and he’s the sweetest. And the bad news is I can’t have babies. But the other two good news are I am moving up a level in my job, and I’M ADOPTING YOU THREE!” “OH MY GOSH YOU'RE KIDDING?” We all say in union. “Of course I would never joke about that stuff.” 

THE END.