Some people have a good life, some people have a great childhood, well some people have a roof on top of their head. But not me, I lived in my car, worked in the local library, I was no one, add to that being a little doesn’t really help my case. It was all going to hell, until I met them, I’ve met her first, then her husband and they wanted me, homeless, bookworm and all. 
This our story, our adventures, and our love. 
Contains ddlg and mdlg, you’ve been warned. 
Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes.

Bookworm Little

I look at them with shock, they know I’m a little, they know I’m homeless, and still they want me? But how did they know what I am? I was moving my head like crazy, from him to her, dizzy and not knowing what to do or say now.

/"We know you’re a little Ella/" Robert says, I was still looking at them not knowing what to say.

/"Re-really? You want to be my mommy and daddy?/" I ask still surprised.

/"Yes really, we really want you/" Robert answers me, they’re both to holding my hands now.

/"YES, YES./" I say happily, I never had a mommy or daddy before and now I’m getting both.

/"Inside voice little one/" Kennedy says.

/"We need to set some rules for you little one/" Robert says and Kennedy nods her head yes.

Kennedy let my hand go and go somewhere in the house, she came back holding papers and some crayon, she set them in front of me.

Chapter7