Baby in Orphanage Needs Loving Parent/s!! {OPEN}

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    The tiny nameless girl crawled around the playpen with the other baby's and toddlers. She would watch helplessly as she would see couple after couple dash right past her, pick another adorable baby, and tell them 'Your coming home with me'. Oh how she wished someone would say that to her. Her doe brown eyes darter towards the door as she heard the bell, indicating someone coming in. She wobbly stood on her heels, clinging to the edge of the playpen and giggled at them

    Angela stepped through the door, with out her husband, and walked to the counter. After exchanging a few words with the secretary, she stepped inside, smiling at all the children. She smiled brightly when she saw the little girl clinging to the playpen. "Hello, sweetie." She walked over to the pen, leaning down.

    She looked up at Angela, smiling happily. Her brown eyes full of life as she reached out towards her, but when she did she lost balance and stumbled, falling with a tiny 'oof' the the floor of the playpen. The other kids chuckled and she whimpered.

    Angela stroked her hair with a free hand. She smiled at the little girl and decided then and there who'd she take home with her. She carried her back towards the desk. "I'd like to take her home with me, please?" The secretary handed her a large amount of paperwork and she carried it to a table, still cradling her in her arms. She began to fill it out, all the while talking softly to the little girl.


    (Is there a specific name you want her to be named?)

    (Nope)
    The tiny girl shifted in her arms, curious on what the paperwork was for. She let out a tiny yawn as she watched her fill out the adoption forms.

    (Ok.)


    Angela hurried to fill out the adoption forms and when she came to the part about her name, she stopped and looked down at the little girl. "I had a little sister that died at a very young age, you know. And her name was Crissy. I think that fits you perfectly." She stroked her hair and wrote the name down. In no time, she was finished with the paper work and handed it to the secretary. She smiled at her. "Guess what, Crissy? You're coming home with me!"

    She smiled at the sound of her new name, and stated giggling happily when she found out she was being taken 'home' Home, a place she dreamed of. She was finally going to have a family! She giggled happily

    Angela laughed and carried her out of the building. She walked towards a red minivan and opened the door. The back of the van was piled high with baby stuff and there was a car seat waiting for Crissy. She put her in the seat and buckled her up. "Wait until you see your room and meet your dad." she smiled. She hopped into the driver's seat and started up the car. She position the rear view mirror so she could see behind her and Crissy.

    She smiled happily, shifting in her car seat excitedly as she looked out the window, everything outside from the tree's to the cars catching the tiny girls attention. She giggled, "Mommy!" she said, looking at Angela.

    Angela smiled, eyes bright. "You just said mommy! Oh, that's right sweetie." She smiled the whole entire car ride to the house. She pulled into a two car driveway, a two story house looming above them. She shut odd the engine and climbed out of the car, opening Crissy's door. As she unbuckled her, she talked about her room. "Your room is on the first floor and is large enough for a little kid like you." She scooped her up, smiling and walked towards the front door.

    She looked at the house curiously, but yet a bit frightened. She had been in the Orphanage all of her life and had never seen a house before. She whimpered as she clung tighter to Angela and sniffled.

    "Aww, it's ok, Crissy." She knocked on the door, she couldn't reach her keys in her purse.


    A very tall guy opened the door. "Oh, Angela! Is this our new daughter?" he asked.


    Angela nodded. "Yes it is, Jake." She stepped into the house, trying to comfort Crissy.

    Angela shushed her. "It's ok, Crissy. I'm here, I'm here." She shooed Jake away and stepped into a room, decorated for a baby girl. "This is your new room, Crissy." There was a crib, a changing area, a large playpen, and every thing else a baby would need littered the room.

    She looked at the room with curiosity, head tilted, she smiled happily at the sight of the room, still clinging to Angela.

    Angela smiled and walked over to the playpen. She stepped in and sat on the floor. She picked up a doll and showed it to Crissy. "Do you like it?"