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  1. #56
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    Apr 2010
    Location
    Rhode Island
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    Me: Laura Elizabeth Pierson.
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    1. Sophia Rose Redmond.

    Adoptive Mother: Lia Redmond.

    Best Friend: Maya Aquarius.

    Older Sister: Isis Pierson.

    Place of Employment: Corby & Greer Interior Design Firm.

    Sophie's Friend: Lynette Finnegan.

    Adoptive Father: Elias Redmond.

    Ex-Boyfriend: Blaine Bowen.

  2. #58
    Claire has been dead for six months. You still remember the encounter you had with your child at the wake. You have been debating back and forth about what to do, but have told no one, not even your best friend or older sister, that you went to the wake, and then sent anonymous flowers to the funeral. Should you call to let them know you were there, try to reconnect with them after you dropped off the face of the earth for no apparent reason? Or should you just forget about the whole thing, get on with your life, and allow them to move on in their grief?

    Fate decides for you.

    What happens?
    Your place of employment, Davis & Co Law firm, hosts a school function for children, educating them on possible future career pursuits. This amuses you and you volunteer to help set up hosting presentations for them. The day the children arrive, you are at the door with the event organizer and your boss, greet the students, teachers, and chaperones at the door. Your heart nearly stops when you recognize your child in the crowd--and he or she recognizes you. The two of you stare at each other and you are lost for words. As your child comes closer to you, he or she opens their mouth to speak, but they are interrupted by their friend excitedly walking beside them. He or she turns away from you and follows his or her class. Relieved, you exhale then walk quickly back to your office, ignoring a questioning glance from your boss.

    You are willing to forget about the whole incident altogether. That is, until, two days later, the secretary comes knocking on your office door, announcing you have a visitor in the waiting room. You leave your work at your desk and head to the waiting room, thinking it might be your best friend, who is expecting her first child and frequently visits you. But it's not your friend--it is a man you know very well: Brian.

    He looks up from the magazine that he is reading to see you standing in the doorway. The two of you are alone, which you are grateful--you don't know what to say or do, and you are uncertain of what he will say or do. He calmly puts the magazine down on the coffee table and stands up, then awkwardly smiles. He says you haven't changed much in 8 years. You ask him how he found you. He says Alexander told him about a woman who gave him/her a yellow rose at his wife's wake, then the nameless flowers arrived a week later at the funeral. He thought it might be you. Turns out, he still talks to your child's biological father, Leo, and he said he had not heard from you in over a year. Then, two days ago, your child comes home and tells his/her dad they saw the woman again. He called your boss and asked if she had an employee by the name of Anastasia Hopkins and his initial gut instinct was proven right. He took his day off from work to come in to see you, talk to you. He wants to know why you did not come forward.

    You explain that you were afraid of upsetting him and Alexander, disrupting their lives even more than it already was. You were nervous that your child might not have known he or she was adopted. But you don't tell him that you began to estrange yourself from their family not because you wanted to, but you felt as though you had to because you did not want to betray his sweet wife.

    As he hugs you, Brian says you would not have disrupted their lives at all and that Alexander knows he is adopted. He asks if you would like to meet them. Teary-eyed, you gladly say yes.

  3. #60
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    My name is LILY CLAIRE EVANS, and I'm a nineteen year old sophomore attending PRINCETON UNIVERSITY. I've been with my boyfriend, GEORGE, for over a year when I find out I'm pregnant. We have a long talk and tell the family. We decide to put the baby up for the adoption.

    George's father puts us in touch with a local adoption agency. We carefully choose a couple, HANNAH and NORM of SAN FRANCISCO. He is an ARCHITECT and she is a DOCTOR. They are very charming when we meet.

    I grow close to HANNA and NORM. I decide that I don't want to see the baby, but I would love to keep in touch with them and they agree. GEORGE pulls away from me, but he says he just doesn't want to get too attached. When the baby comes it is a GIRL.

    HANNA and NORM name the baby MADISON. They let us choose the middle name, and we choose ALICE. Three days later, we all leave the hospital. MADISON goes with HANNA and NORM, and GEORGE takes me home.

    --------------------------------------------------------------

    It has been SEVEN years since we put the baby up for adoption. Since then, I've graduated with an ENGLISH degree, moved to an apartment in PROVIDENCE. GEORGE and I broke up a couple years ago, but we remain friendly and talk a bit. He recently got engaged, and I am between guys.

    For a few months after MADISON was born, HANNA and NORM kept up communication with me. I got pictures and letters, mostly from NORM. I developed a little crush on him, and I told my best friend, RUBY, and older sister, NORA. I decided to distance myself from NORM and HANNA.

    Now that I am 26, I am old enough to keep my hormones under control. I decide to call HANNA and NORM, but find out that I have lost their contact information. I decide it's silly and give up, until one day I catch a name in the obituaries, HANNA'S name. She died of alcohol poisoning.

    I fly out to SAN FRANCISCO and attend the wake. I see MADISON, holding her two baby siblings and NORM standing next to them. She is seven. She has her arm around a little girl, maybe five, named Lily Rachel. Her other arm is wrapped around another girl, named Evelyn Abigail.

    I stay through the wake, talking to random people, and saying I am a friend of the family. I learn that HANNA and NORM adopted another child, LILY, and EVELYN was their miracle baby. I run to the car and get the roses I brought, with a note thanking HANNA for taking such good care of my daughter. I pull one rose out of the bouquete and give it to MADISON, who is standing near the door. I kiss her on the forehead and quietly leave.

    --------------------------------------------------------------

    HANNA had been dead for six months. I still remember kissing MADISON'S forehead at the wake. I haven't told anyone and haven't decided what to do, until fate decides for me.

    My PUBLISHING FIRM hosts a function for school kids, educating them on what they could do in this field. I help to set up presentations for the kids. I recognize MADISON in the crowd- and she recognizes me. We stare at each other until she is pulled away by her friend and they follow the rest of the class.

    Two days later, the secretary knocks on my door and says there's a visitor. I thought it was RUBY, but in fact, it's NORM. We are alone, and I am grateful for that. He puts his magazine down and says I haven't changed much in nearly 8 years. I ask him how he found me and he says MADISON told him about a woman who gave her a yellow rose. He knew it was me. He's still in contact with GEORGE, and two days later MADISON said she'd seen me again. He called my boss and asked for me, took a day off work, and came to see me.

    I explain that I didn't want to upset him or MADISON by disrupting their lives and so I kept quiet. He hugs me and says that I could've never disrupted their lives, and asks if I want to meet MADISON. I tell him of course.

  4. #62
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    Jan 2013
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    Kayley has been dead for six months. You still remember the encounter you had with your child at the wake. You have been debating back and forth about what to do, but have told no one, not even your best friend or older sister, that you went to the wake, and then sent anonymous flowers to the funeral. Should you call to let them know you were there, try to reconnect with them after you dropped off the face of the earth for no apparent reason? Or should you just forget about the whole thing, get on with your life, and allow them to move on in their grief?

    Fate decides for you.

    What happens? Roll the dice

    Even #: Your place of employment, the labs at Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center, hosts a school function for children, educating them on possible future career pursuits. This amuses you and you volunteer to help set up hosting presentations for them. The day the children arrive, you are at the door with the event organizer and your boss, greet the students, teachers, and chaperones at the door. Your heart nearly stops when you recognize your child in the crowd--and he or she recognizes you. The two of you stare at each other and you are lost for words. As your child comes closer to you, he or she opens their mouth to speak, but they are interrupted by their friend excitedly walking beside them. He or she turns away from you and follows his or her class. Relieved, you exhale then walk quickly back to your office, ignoring a questioning glance from your boss.

    You are willing to forget about the whole incident altogether. That is, until, two days later, the secretary comes knocking on your office door, announcing you have a visitor in the waiting room. You leave your work at your desk and head to the waiting room, thinking it might be your best friend, who is expecting her first child and frequently visits you. But it's not your friend--it is a man you know very well: Marcus.

    He looks up from the magazine that he is reading to see you standing in the doorway. The two of you are alone, which you are grateful--you don't know what to say or do, and you are uncertain of what he will say or do. He calmly puts the magazine down on the coffee table and stands up, then awkwardly smiles. He says you haven't changed much in 7 years. You ask him how he found you. He says Olivia told him about a woman who gave him/her a yellow rose at his wife's wake, then the nameless flowers arrived a week later at the funeral. He thought it might be you. Turns out, he still talks to your child's biological father, Jason, and he said he had not heard from you in over a year. Then, two days ago, your child comes home and tells his/her dad they saw the woman again. He called your boss and asked if she had an employee by the name of Abbey and his initial gut instinct was proven right. He took his day off from work to come in to see you, talk to you. He wants to know why you did not come forward.

    You explain that you were afraid of upsetting him and Olivia, disrupting their lives even more than it already was. You were nervous that your child might not have known he or she was adopted. But you don't tell him that you began to estrange yourself from their family not because you wanted to, but you felt as though you had to because you did not want to betray his sweet wife.

    As he hugs you, Marcus says you would not have disrupted their lives at all and that Olivia knows he/she is adopted. He asks if you would like to meet them. Teary-eyed, you gladly say yes.
    GIRLS
    Hannah Danielle * Kate Madeleine * Aspen Sofia * Callie Diane * Emilia Rose


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    Noah Greyson * Elias James * Isaac Nash * Luca Hale * Jerrod Everett

  5. #64
    Join Date
    Apr 2010
    Location
    Rhode Island
    Posts
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    Me: Caroline Danielle Colt.

    1. Alexander Emmett Beau.

    Adoptive Mom: (Deceased) Delaney Marie Beau.

    Best Friend: Cadence Marianne Reid.

    Sister: Lucy Isabelle Colt.

    Work: Vermilion Academy.

    Boss: Mark Christopher Evans.

    Secretary: Ruby Katheryn Olin.

    Cadence's Daughter: Aphrodite Leanne Reid.

    Adoptive Dad: Nick Andrew Beau.

    Ex-Boyfriend: Blake Michael Patrice.

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