Stories or Story Starters

Taping my chewed up nails on Mrs.Nelson’s desk I yawned. She was going on, and on, and on about how I was never going to get adopted if I kept acting this way.” Raina, Just be normal. Stop acting like you’re not a girl, and stop turning your skirts into shorts,” she said. Raina. God how I hate that name, It only ever reminded me of my old life. The one where I was pushed into the dumpster after being told I was a worthless piece of trash. “ Don’t.Call.Me.That.My name is Rain,” I hissed in response after gathering my thoughts.” You see, this is what I’m talking about. You need to stop thinking you're not a girl, you are one. Now go back to your room and wait for the lovely family looking to adopt you,” she said with her fake sweet tone of voice. Grumbling and slamming the mahogany chair into her fancy desk I stormed out of the office and down the hall.