The sun shined brightly through the window of a very light blue bedroom. The curtains created shadows on the wall as the sunlight slowly made its way across the room as the sun rose, until it finally landed on the face of a sleeping girl, no older than 15 years old. Quietly she sighed, and then stretched. The girl could smell the scent of eggs and bacon coming up to her nose from downstairs. It made her mouth water as she slowly climbed out of her bed. The first thing she did was went into her closet and got a pink flannel shirt, and then a pair of blue jeans from her dresser. Soon as she was dressed, she sat down at her vanity, and began to brush her long ash blonde hair. Then she put it up in a pony tail.
“Knock, knock,” her mother called as she opened her adopted daughter’s bedroom door. “You awake yet Lexy?”
“Yeah Mamma, I’m about ready to put my boots on now,” she said and smiled at her. “What’s for breakfast?” She asked it knowingly, just for the heck of it.
“You’re favorite,” she replied. “So hurry it up and get downstairs so you can eat before you do your chores. Don’t forget you do have school today.” Lexy nodded as she watched her mother leave the room. She was glad that she had been adopted by them instead of some mean couple when she was a baby. Lexy didn’t blame her birth parents for giving her up. She didn’t know the circumstances, and she was sure they had had a very good reason for doing what they did.