Post by Paris---Dustin---Ryan---Jake on Oct 28, 2005 22:14:32 GMT -5
Dustin walked into the still unfamiliar house, up the stairs to his room. He threw his stuff next to his bed and turned on his stereo. Even though he had been there for about a month, he still felt out of place. After living in so many foster homes he had learned not to get too comfortable in one place. But now he was adopted. So this was here to stay. And he really did like it. He knew they had adopted him to replace the son they had lost. And a lot of times that made him feel uneasy because he didn't know what to say or how to be the right kid. His new parents were a little out there but he really liked Paris so far. He hoped that they would grow close soon. He had always wanted someone to be close to. Like a younger sister. Now he had that chance. He had to make the most of it.
