Narrative Paper

When I was younger, it never really mattered that I was different, but now that I'm twelve and have sat in this office on so many different occasions, and watched the different couples look at me, and then be told what was wrong with me, I knew this couple, too, would not stay for long. They would look sadly at me with pity in their eyes as they shuffled past me looking heart broken, and so I would go back to where I had ended up every night for as far back as I can remember. The next day we would repeat this process over again, and still I would end up leaving alone with no one to love me.

Tonight before I get in bed I slink down onto my knees and pray, I pray for someone to come, to love me, and to take me with them and give me a real home, but in my heart I know that I am older and most people want a baby or young child, not a teenager. My case worker Lena wakes me in the morning and says to hurry and get ready because there is a special couple coming today to see some of the children, and they want to meet me, too. I am a little bit apprehensive since I can't come up with a reason why they might possibly want me.

As I sit waiting on the bench with the others, I look through the office window and see that the Ð''special' couple is different just like Lena saidÐ'.....it's a couple with two daddies instead of a mommy and a daddy. I can tell they are talking about me from the way they are looking right at me, but this time is different. I see Lena tell them about my disability, but instead of sadly shaking their heads disappointedly like the other couples, the taller dad smiles and then so does the other one. They hug and look back at me. I don't yet understand why they seem to want me, no one wants me because of what I am. Lena leads them out to where I am sitting, and I know now why they don't care about what I am, the taller dad crouches down and signs to me that he, too, is deaf, and if I don't mind too much, that they would like to adopt me.