Happy ever after

Hearing my name,

I sprang off the bed,

My new mum had shouted "dinner time".

Running down the dark corridor in this big old house,

I am reminded of the Romanian orphanage where I had lived,

There were no windows, nor light

in those corridors either.

Young then

and small,

The older ones would bully me,

Often forcing me to give up my food to them.

My perfect day

finally arrived,

I was to be adopted,

this was to be my

Happy Ever After,

I was never to be bullied again.

"Good girl Lacey, “

“Afterwards,”

“We'll go for walkies,”

“Good girl."