Good,Bad,Better

Chapter 1 “Mom, I need to get ready for school,” yelled Cleopatra Thea Cunningham, known as Pat, up the stairs to her Mom. “Alright, well hurry up then!” Janine Pamela Cunningham yelled down the stairs to her daughter.
Mom always wanted Pat to be doing something else than what she was doing. For example: Pat was getting ready for school in her room and Mom wanted her to see her new Crocs! It just didn’t make sense.
Speaking of her room, Pat loved it! It was the basement downstairs. She had blue quilts hung up on every sq. inch of the wall. They were pieces of quilts like a piece of a blue flowered quilt there, a piece of a solid blue quilt there and a piece of a blue striped quilt there. They were outstandingly pretty! She had sea blue, blue, cerulean, and royal blue Halogen lamps in every corner. Her beds was Mahogany wood and on the head board there were carved in flowers. Her comforter was a quilt that was solid blue cerulean. She completely entirely loved it! And if you didn’t know blue was her favorite color!
“Pat, come on the bus is here,” yelled down William Shakespeare Cunningham, known as Shake, to Pat. “Coming,” Pat replied. On the bus #87 and off she went to school.
When Pat got home from school she couldn’t wait to go to the Living Room to have a family meeting! Mom and Dad had called Pat and Shake at school to tell them that right after school they had something to tell them. You could ask Pat why is she so excited she doesn’t know if it is something bad! Well Pat would answer I have known Mom long enough to tell when her voice is sad and when it is happy and today it was definitely happy. So Pat knew something was going to happen to the family and it was going to be good!
When Pat and Shake made it to the Living Room Mom and Dad were already there. Shake leaned on the table and before Pat could even sit down on the sofa Mom blurted out, “We are going to have a baby!” Chapter 2
Pat was overwhelmingly happy! She wanted to scream but wasn’t fully aloud to in the house so she ran outside and screamed with joy. She came in smiling from ear to ear. Many parents could assume that if they ran out of the house that they did not like the idea but Janine and Daniel Cunningham knew that Pat was very happy even before she came back into the room smiling. Shake loved it but all he really wanted to know is if it was a girl. He had always wanted a little sister. Pat being his twin and two minutes older than him there wasn’t much variety. He asked this and in answer was, “Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She will be named Anastasia Nikolaevna Cunningham and she will be called Nastia.
Pat’s life was going great! It was January 7, 2008; the baby would be due September 20, 2008. Oh it’d be perfect!
When Pat came home from school on October 30, 2014 she was frustrated. What could it be? What could it be? Mom and Dad had called Pat, Shake, and Nastia at school and told them to come home immediately to a family meeting so all the kids left early. She was frustrated because she could tell that Mom’s voice was on the edge of crying. Whenever it was something good Mom and Dad would be sitting on the coach ready to tell them about whatever good thing that had happened or would be happening. But, today Pat, Shake, and Nastia had to wait an hour ‘till Mom and Dad came down. Mom’s eyes were wet and puffy. Dad’s had sorrow in them. “Mommy, why were you crying?” Nastia asked. Mom didn’t answer. That made it worse she wouldn’t even answer to her little Nastia. We could tell Mom wouldn’t be talking it was going to be Dad. “We…….. We are in debt, major debt.” Dad had a long pause. “We can’t go on raising children like this you………. You have to go to an orphanage.” Mom and Dad walked upstairs, slowly and quietly shut the door. “What does Daddy mean?” Nastia asked. This was hard for a kindergartener to understand. “Uh Nastia we are going to go away for a little while maybe a year. We are going to go live with other kids! Won’t that be fun?” Shake said. “I want to stay with you, Pat, Mommy, Daddy, and Furball.” Referring to the family cat she had named. She walked out of the room to the Dining Room where Furball slept. She sat down and stroked his fur; she laid her head on his sleeping body, and was asleep as soon as the purring lullaby started. “Oh Shake, what’s going to happen? At orphanages Boys and Girls are separated into different parts! We might even be going to different orphanages!” Shake hugged Pat as she carried on. “I can’t be strong like you! You are always strong to Nastia and I and I can’t be strong to Nastia! I just can’t do it!”Pat cried into Shake’s shoulder. After a while he held up her chin, “I know my Pat can do it.” He kissed her forehead. Chapter 3
On November 12, 2014 Shake was off to Blake’s Boys Care and Nastia and Pat were going to Ms. Grant’s Place. Pat tried to hide her tears as Grandpa dropped Shake off at BBC. Shake had hugged both girls, held them long, and gave them both a kiss. He gave Pat a bookmark that said STRONG. Pat vowed to Shake that she would keep it forever.
Grandpa dropped Nastia and Pat off at Ms. Grant’s Place. Pat could tell Nastia was scared. She wrapped her arm around Nastia and felt a cold sweat. She walked in front of Nastia and turned around. “Nastia, you don’t need to be scared. If we have to split up into different room for ages I’ll tell them NO we stay together. If someone wants to adopt me I will say the only way you’re getting me is if you take Nastia too!” Nastia read my mind. “I’ll stand firm too I won’t go anywhere without you.” Nastia quivered this statement, but Pat knew she meant it full heartedly. Pat told Ms. Grant’s daughter, Lillie that Nastia and her had to stay together. Lillie told them that she had the just the right thing for it. Lillie got Nastia and Pat their own room. Pat asked about color and more items there only being a two beds and a dresser. Lillie said she was sorry that nothing could be done accept getting stuff from your old house to come here.
Pat called Grandpa to bring everything from Nastia and Pat’s room. She also asked for a curtain because Nastia was nice. Nastia was cute, but sometimes she can be a pain.
When Grandpa got there Pat was actually excited! How could she be she lost her parents and her brother for maybe forever. But she got to make her half of the room just like her old room. Lillie said she couldn’t bring her bed but she could have her comforter and pillows.
Now Pat’s half of the room was spectacularly awesome! She might enjoy this for a day then real life will come back to mind. Nastia liked her room too! Nastia’s room was pink. She had a little white bed with a salmon comforter with two light pink pillows on the sides with a big hot pink pillow in the middle. She had something in every corner.
Starting at corner #1) she had a pink beanbag in this corner. On a white bed table beside the beanbag there was a lamp with a pink shade hanging off the shade was fat hot pink beads on skinny light pink string.
Corner #2) a white desk kind of thing hooked to the wall with a magenta colored rolling chair. On her desk was the same kind of lamp in the other corner. (In every corner there is one of those lamps)
Corner #3) a white elegant chair normally having her pink flowered journal sitting on it. That is where she writes in her journal.
Okay you are going to think this is weird, but in Nastia’s room there are only three corners, I know weird. Now in this room she had an empty corner. Oh wow almost forgot pink is Nastia’s favorite color.
Pat and Nastia had settled in to this life by now, and they had gotten to call Shake. He said he was completely settled and had a new friend. Pat and Nastia hadn’t left there room except for meals (I know there is no school at this orphanage) and no one had ever sat with them. Chapter 4
2 Years Later
Someone had came in for an adoption and they wanted Nastia, but Nastia stood to her word, “No, I want go without Pat,” and she pointed at me. The ladies looked at Pat and Nastia’s adoption paper. Pat guessed they knew both of their real names which she didn’t really like. The ladies, Dulcie and Garnie agreed that they would adopt both girls.
Pat and Nastia got to take all their stuff and Garnie told them that they would have separate rooms.
At Aunt Garnie’s and Aunt Dulcie’s (That is what they made them call them) they got their rooms set up then went downstairs to see what was next. Pat had already decided that they were mean and Nastia agreed completely.
“What!” Pat screamed at their guardians. They had just told them that would be doing acting at a museum for the rest of their lives pretending they were Cleopatra and Anastasia. They said that it would be good to use them so they wouldn’t have to lie on their names. Pat was so mad, but over her anger she heard Dulcie muttering; “Now we need some boy to play some famous man.” Pat bursted back into the room that she had left before and said, “Um….. I know a boy at Blake’s Boys Care that is named William Shakespeare?” Dulcie didn’t even say anything about the subject just barked orders, “Pat Nastia, Come Garnie stay.”
They were getting in the car to go to get whatever his name was from whatever the place was. That is how Dulcie said it.
They got Shake and in the back seat they had a quiet family reunion. It is as simple as sleeping they were set up at the museum, they did a play about who they were about 600 times a day, and then they went back to Aunt Dulcie’s and Aunt Garnie’s House. Everyday straight, except for the holidays, for four years.
Pat, Nastia, and Shake were just dawdling along on their lunch break because they always hope that if there not there that Dulcie and Garnie will forget about them and then they will be free! Yeah, it never works.
In a few seconds Pat heard some people asking, “Who’s that?” Shake looked at them but they didn’t even have any idea who they were. You normally don’t know a random tourist in Cleveland, Ohio! But still these people walked up to them and hugged them and called them all honey and sweetheart.
Then it hit Pat and it looked like they already had figured out. It was Mom and Dad and that was that. They basically stole us but we all agreed that was okay. Life was normal, Life was great!