Annie

Your sat in the kitchen having breakfast listening to your parents talking about Annie who they fostered a week ago. Mum says Annie has not left her room yet and is eating like a mouse. Dad adds well she is eighteen so perhaps she is set in her ways and I can barely get a conversation out of her. Your surprised when your mum says that maybe we can not help her and should consider sending her back. They agree to give her another week and then decide what to do. You finish your breakfast and think it is finally time to meet Annie and see what she really is like. After tapping on her door a dozen times you slowly open the door and see her sat in the middle of the floor. She just stares at you as you sit near the door. A few minutes pass and you ask her if she is okay, to which she just shrugs. Looking at her warmly you try again " Can you just talk to me." After twiddling with her fingers a while looks at you.