Skylar

We were orphans in an orphanage (not related) long ago and I always used to take care of you. We weren’t treated well in the orphanage and all we had was each other. A nice looking couple walked into the orphanage one day looking for a child to call their own, they chose you. You didn’t want to go and you held onto me until they forced you to leave. Ten years later you grew up into a fine young man/lady and were walking on the street headed to a meet up with friends but you notice a large crowd of people screaming a familiar name and taking pictures of someone in the center of the crowd