The Story of You! (caf, homeless and young). Part 1/2!

Baby Name Games
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[name]Dice[/name]!: http://www.bgfl.org/bgfl/custom/resources_ftp/client_ftp/ks1/maths/dice/six.htm

Your name: (initials are SB, last name: F)

Your age (roll dice):

  1. 17
  2. 19
  3. 18
  4. 21
  5. 23
  6. 20

Picture of you:

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named (YOUR CHOICE). Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name]Do[/name] you know who the father is? (roll dice):

  1. Yes, it’s a man you met on a drunken whim.
  2. No, you can’t remember who you were with the night you got hammered.
  3. Yes, it’s your ex who cheated on you and left.
  4. No, there are a few possibilities.
  5. Yes, it’s your ex roommate’s boyfriend!
  6. No, you’ve solicited too many times for alcohol.

a) If yes, do you contact him? (roll dice):
1, 5, 3: No!
4, 2, 6: Yes!

b) If no, do you want to find out? (roll dice):
4, 2, 6: No!
1, 5, 3: Yes!

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. (If you know/contact the father, he wants nothing to do with you or your baby). You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

[name]One[/name] day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is (OLDER LADY NAME), and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name]GED[/name] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into (NAME OF LADY)’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby.

[name]Roll[/name] for gender: [name]Even[/name]=boy, Odd=girl.

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take him/her away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after (roll dice, multiply by 3) days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. [name]One[/name] look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name:

Boys First Name: 87 Coolated Boys' Names | Nameberry
Girls First Name: 120 Coolated Girls' Names | Nameberry
Middle Names: 200 Musician Baby Names | Nameberry

[name]Baby[/name] #1’s Name:
Newborn Picture:

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name]GED[/name]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

Child’s Picture at 2 yo:
Part 2 coming soon!! :slight_smile: Keep looking out!..

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MINE:

Your name: [name]Sara[/name] [name]Brynlee[/name] Fields
Your age (roll dice):
23

Picture of you:

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name]Delaney[/name] [name]Marie[/name] Weiss. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name]Do[/name] you know who the father is? (roll dice):
Yes, it’s your ex who cheated on you and left.

a) If yes, do you contact him? (roll dice):
No!

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. (If you know/contact the father, he wants nothing to do with you or your baby). You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

[name]One[/name] day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name]Margaret[/name] [name]Ruth[/name] [name]Hilton[/name], and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name]GED[/name] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name]Margaret[/name]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby.

[name]Roll[/name] for gender: [name]Even[/name]=boy, Odd=girl.

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take him/her away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after (roll dice, multiply by 3) days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. [name]One[/name] look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name:

[name]Baby[/name] #1’s Name: [name]Emmett[/name] [name]Kai[/name] Fields
Newborn Picture:

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name]GED[/name]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

Child’s Picture at 2 yo:

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[name]Susannah[/name] [name]Beatrice[/name] [name]Franklin[/name] [name]Sunny[/name] (23)

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name]Melissa[/name] [name]Grace[/name] [name]Hamilton[/name]. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name]Do[/name] you know who the father is? (roll dice):
No, there are a few possibilities.

b) If no, do you want to find out? (roll dice):
Yes!

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

[name]One[/name] day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name]Lorelai[/name], and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name]GED[/name] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name]Lorelai[/name]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby girl.

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take her away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after 3 days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. [name]One[/name] look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name: [name]Ruby[/name] [name]Genesis[/name]

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name]GED[/name]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

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Your name: [name]Samara[/name] [name]Bernadette[/name] [name]Foster[/name]
Your age: 18

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name]Katherine[/name] [name]Analise[/name] [name]Spencer[/name]. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

You do not know who the father is. You’ve solicited too many times for alcohol and you don’t want to find out.

[name]Seven[/name] months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. (If you know/contact the father, he wants nothing to do with you or your baby). You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

[name]One[/name] day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name]Florence[/name] [name]Lynn[/name] [name]Holland[/name], and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name]GED[/name] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name]Florence[/name]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby.

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take him/her away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after three days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. [name]One[/name] look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name:

[name]Avery[/name] [name]Alannah[/name] [name]Foster[/name]

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Your name: [name]Sylvia[/name] [name]Blair[/name] [name]Foster[/name]

Your age (roll dice):
2. 19

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name]Corinne[/name] Danvers. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name]Do[/name] you know who the father is? (roll dice):
4. No, there are a few possibilities.

b) If no, do you want to find out? (roll dice):
4, 2, 6: No!

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

[name]One[/name] day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name]Pearl[/name] [name]Gardener[/name], and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name]GED[/name] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name]Pearl[/name]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby.

[name]Roll[/name] for gender: Boy

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take him/her away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after 12 days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. [name]One[/name] look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name.

[name]Baby[/name] #1’s Name: [name]Archer[/name] [name]Miles[/name]

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name]GED[/name]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

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Your name: [name]Savannah[/name] [name]Beatrice[/name] [name]Fox[/name]

Your age (roll dice):
2. 19

Picture of you: 3,731,328 Young Woman Standing Images, Stock Photos & Vectors | Shutterstock

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name]Annie[/name]. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name]Do[/name] you know who the father is? (roll dice):
3. Yes, it’s your ex who cheated on you and left.

a) If yes, do you contact him? (roll dice):
4, 2, 6: Yes!

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. (If you know/contact the father, he wants nothing to do with you or your baby). You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

[name]One[/name] day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name]Cora[/name] [name]Brooks[/name], and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name]GED[/name] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name]Cora[/name]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby.

[name]Roll[/name] for gender: boy

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take him/her away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after 18 days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. [name]One[/name] look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name:

Boys First Name: 87 Coolated Boys' Names | Nameberry
Middle Names: 200 Musician Baby Names | Nameberry

[name]Baby[/name] #1’s Name: [name]Truman[/name] [name]Cole[/name] Foxworth
Newborn Picture: 436,157 Newborn Baby Boy Images, Stock Photos & Vectors | Shutterstock

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name]GED[/name]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

Child’s Picture at 2 yo: 2,037,421 Toddler Boy Images, Stock Photos & Vectors | Shutterstock

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Your name: Saorise [name]Beatrice[/name] Flaherty
Your age (roll dice):
6. 20

Picture of you: http://www.istockphoto.com/stock-photo-22147584-beautiful-woman-portrait.php?st=db93a94

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name]Shannon[/name]. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name]Do[/name] you know who the father is? (roll dice):
6. No, you’ve solicited too many times for alcohol.

b) If no, do you want to find out? (roll dice):
4, 2, 6: No!

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. (If you know/contact the father, he wants nothing to do with you or your baby). You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

[name]One[/name] day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name]Esme[/name] [name]Fuller[/name], and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name]GED[/name] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name]Esme[/name]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby.

[name]Roll[/name] for gender: girl.

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take her away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after fifteen days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. [name]One[/name] look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name:

[name]Baby[/name] #1’s Name: [name]Violet[/name] [name]Sinead[/name] Flaherty
Newborn Picture: Feeding Stock Photo - Download Image Now - Premature, Baby Bottle, Baby - Human Age - iStock

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name]GED[/name]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

Child’s Picture at 2 yo: Little Girl With Blue Eyes Outside Stock Photo - Download Image Now - 2-3 Years, Beautiful People, Beauty - iStock

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Your name: [name]Sasha[/name] [name]Beatrice[/name] [name]Fuller[/name]

Your age: 19

Picture of you:

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name]Nikki[/name]. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name]Do[/name] you know who the father is? No, there are a few possibilities.
[name]Do[/name] you want to find out? No!

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

[name]One[/name] day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name]Martha[/name] Singleton, and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name]GED[/name] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name]Martha[/name]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby boy.

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take him away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after six days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. [name]One[/name] look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name:

[name]Baby[/name] #1’s Name: [name]Henry[/name] [name]Donovan[/name] [name]Fuller[/name]
Newborn Picture:

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name]GED[/name]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

Child’s Picture at 2 yo:

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Your name: [name]Serena[/name] [name]Belle[/name] [name]Fisher[/name]

Your age:
23

Picture of you:
http://www.womenshealthmag.com/files/images/1009-brooklyn-decker.jpg

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name]Penelope[/name] [name]Jean[/name] Rife. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name]Do[/name] you know who the father is?
Yes, it’s your ex who cheated on you and left.

[name]Do[/name] you contact him?
Yes!

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. The father wants nothing to do with you or your baby. You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

[name]One[/name] day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name]Gladys[/name] [name]Irene[/name] Simmons, and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s newly widowed, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name]GED[/name] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name]Gladys[/name]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby.

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take her away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after six days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. [name]One[/name] look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name:

[name]Baby[/name] #1’s Name: [name]Cruz[/name] [name]Jagger[/name] [name]Fisher[/name]
Newborn Picture: http://images.colourbox.com/thumb_COLOURBOX2160373.jpg

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name]GED[/name]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

Child’s Picture at 2 yo: http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/thumblarge_95/1162758855HW1rGb.jpg

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Name: [name]Savannah[/name] [name]Benno[/name] [name]Fisher[/name]
Age: 21
Friends name: [name]Grace[/name]
Father: ex roommates boyfriend, contact.
Old lady: [name]Gretta[/name]
[name]Baby[/name] 1: girl, [name]Poppy[/name] [name]Mahalia[/name], 18 days

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Your name: [name]Scarlett[/name] [name]Beatrice[/name] [name]Ferguson[/name]

Your age (roll dice):

  1. 17

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name]Brenna[/name] [name]Rose[/name] Merchant. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name]Do[/name] you know who the father is? (roll dice):
5. Yes, it’s your ex roommate’s boyfriend! ([name]Trevor[/name] [name]Alexander[/name] [name]Jones[/name])

a) If yes, do you contact him? (roll dice):
1, 5, 3: No!

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. [name]Trevor[/name] wants nothing to do with you or your baby. You decide to keep your child, but raise him alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

[name]One[/name] day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name]Agnes[/name] [name]Matilda[/name] [name]Hewitt[/name], and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name]GED[/name] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name]Agnes[/name]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby.

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take him away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after 9 days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. [name]One[/name] look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name:

[name]Baby[/name] #1’s Name: [name]Scout[/name] [name]Ellington[/name] [name]Ferguson[/name]

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name]GED[/name]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

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Your name: [name]Savannah[/name] [name]Blair[/name] [name]Ferguson[/name]

Your age:
23

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named (YOUR CHOICE). Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name]Do[/name] you know who the father is?
Yes, it’s your ex who cheated on you and left.

a) If yes, do you contact him?
No!

b) If no, do you want to find out?
Yes!

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. (If you know/contact the father, he wants nothing to do with you or your baby). You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

[name]One[/name] day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name]Edith[/name] [name]Isabel[/name] [name]Martin[/name], and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name]GED[/name] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name]Edith[/name]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby.

It’s a boy!

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take him/her away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after 15 days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. [name]One[/name] look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name:
[name]William[/name] [name]Ray[/name] [name]Ferguson[/name]

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name]GED[/name]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

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Your name: [name]Sophie[/name] [name]Beatrice[/name] [name]Flanagan[/name]
Your age: 23
Picture of you:

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name]Elise[/name] [name]Margaret[/name] “[name]Elsie[/name]” [name]Maxwell[/name]. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name]Do[/name] you know who the father is?: Yes, it’s a man you met on a drunken whim.
If yes, do you contact him?: Yes

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. (If you know/contact the father, he wants nothing to do with you or your baby). You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

[name]One[/name] day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name]Lillian[/name] [name]Alice[/name] “[name]Lil[/name]” [name]Mayberry[/name], and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name]GED[/name] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name]Lil[/name]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby.

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take him away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after 18 days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. [name]One[/name] look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name: [name]Leo[/name] [name]Miles[/name]

[name]Leo[/name] as a newborn:

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name]GED[/name]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

[name]Leo[/name] at 2 years old:

This was so well written but very sad!

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Me: [name_f]Samantha[/name_f] [name_f]Bernadette[/name_f] [name_m]Faber[/name_m].

Mother: [name_f]Jane[/name_f] [name_m]Faber[/name_m].
Father: [name_m]Felix[/name_m] [name_m]Faber[/name_m].
[name_m]Friend[/name_m]: [name_f]Mara[/name_f] Urbonas.
Woman: [name_f]Antonia[/name_f] Thill.

  1. [name_f]Amy[/name_f] [name_f]Jessica[/name_f] [name_m]Faber[/name_m].

[name_f]Antonia[/name_f] w/ [name_f]Amy[/name_f] at 2:

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Your name: [name_f]Serena[/name_f] [name_f]Bethenny[/name_f] [name_m]Flemming[/name_m]

Your age: 20

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name_f]Freya[/name_f]. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name_f]Do[/name_f] you know who the father is? Yes, it’s your ex roommate’s boyfriend!
If yes, do you contact him? Yes!

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. (If you know/contact the father, he wants nothing to do with you or your baby). You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

One day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name_f]Lenore[/name_f] Townsend, and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name_m]GED[/name_m] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name_f]Lenore[/name_f]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby.

[name_m]Roll[/name_m] for gender: girl.

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take her away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after 12 days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. One look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name:
[name_u]Baby[/name_u] #1’s Name: [name_f]Molly[/name_f] [name_f]Pearl[/name_f]

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name_m]GED[/name_m]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

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Your name: [name_f]Seraphina[/name_f] [name_m]Beau[/name_m] Fields
Age: 21

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name_f]Isabelle[/name_f] [name_f]Raine[/name_f] [name_u]Yardley[/name_u]. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name_f]Do[/name_f] you know who the father is?: No, there are a few possibilities.

If no, do you want to find out?: Yes!

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. (If you contact the father, he wants nothing to do with you or your baby). You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

One day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name_f]Anna[/name_f] [name_f]Rosalie[/name_f] Trippy and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name_m]GED[/name_m] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name_f]Anna[/name_f]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby girl.

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take her away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after 6 days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. One look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name:

[name_u]Baby[/name_u] #1’s Name: [name_f]Georgette[/name_f] [name_f]Audra[/name_f]

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name_m]GED[/name_m]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

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Your name: [name_f]Sadie[/name_f] [name_f]Brielle[/name_f] Fawson
Your age (roll dice):17
1.17

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of Detroit, and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name_f]Isabeau[/name_f] [name_m]Greene[/name_m]. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name_f]Do[/name_f] you know who the father is? (roll dice):
5. Yes, it’s your ex roommate’s boyfriend!

a) If yes, do you contact him? (roll dice):
1, 5, 3: No!

b) If no, do you want to find out? (roll dice):
4, 2, 6: No!

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. (If you know/contact the father, he wants nothing to do with you or your baby). You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

One day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name_f]Marigold[/name_f] [name_m]Foster[/name_m], and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name_m]GED[/name_m] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into (NAME OF LADY)’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby.

[name_m]Roll[/name_m] for gender: [name_m]Even[/name_m]=boy

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take him/her away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after 18 days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. One look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name:

Boys First Name: 87 Coolated Boys' Names | Nameberry
Middle Names: 200 Musician Baby Names | Nameberry

[name_u]Baby[/name_u] #1’s Name:[name_m]Scott[/name_m] [name_m]Eno[/name_m] Fawson

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name_m]GED[/name_m]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

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Your name: [name_f]Sara[/name_f] [name_f]Bernadette[/name_f] [name_m]Forbes[/name_m].

Your age: 18

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of [name_m]Detroit[/name_m], and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name_f]Jenna[/name_f] [name_f]Lorraine[/name_f] [name_m]Moore[/name_m]. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant.

[name_f]Do[/name_f] you know who the father is?: Yes, it’s a man you met on a drunken whim.
If yes, do you contact him?: Yes

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. (If you know/contact the father, he wants nothing to do with you or your baby). You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

One day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name_u]June[/name_u] [name_f]Elizabeth[/name_f] [name_m]Wilson[/name_m], and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name_m]GED[/name_m] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name_u]June[/name_u]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labour, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby.

Gender: Odd

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take him/her away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after 15 days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. One look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name.

[name_u]Baby[/name_u] #1’s Name: [name_f]Rosemary[/name_f] [name_f]Nica[/name_f] [name_m]Forbes[/name_m].
Newborn Picture: http://image.shutterstock.com/display_pic_with_logo/61118/99012650/stock-photo-cute-newborn-baby-girl-sleeping-portrait-99012650.jpg

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name_m]GED[/name_m]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

Child’s Picture at 2 years old: http://i.istockimg.com/file_thumbview_approve/19598185/2/stock-photo-19598185-cute-girl-holding-a-love-heart-lollipop.jpg
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  • [name_f]Sara[/name_f] Viviene -
    ~ Teen Name Geek ~ Book Lover ~ Proud Aunty Of [name_f]Jessica[/name_f] [name_u]Marley[/name_u] ~ Film Nerd ~
    Girls: [name_f]Helena[/name_f] ~ [name_f]Caroline[/name_f] ~ [name_f]Bonnie[/name_f] ~ [name_f]Violet[/name_f] ~ [name_f]Ariana[/name_f] ~ [name_f]Catherine[/name_f] ~ [name_f]Amelia[/name_f] ~ [name_f]Aurora[/name_f] ~ [name_f]Saffron[/name_f] ~ [name_f]Clara[/name_f]
    Boys: [name_m]Gabriel[/name_m] ~ [name_m]Frederick[/name_m] ~ [name_m]Elijah[/name_m] ~ [name_m]Caspar[/name_m] ~ [name_u]Schuyler[/name_u] ~ [name_m]Sebastian[/name_m] ~ [name_m]Alexander[/name_m] ~ [name_m]Landon[/name_m] ~ [name_u]Tristan[/name_u] ~ [name_m]Samuel[/name_m]
    GP: [name_u]Jensen[/name_u] ~ [name_u]Harper[/name_u] ~ [name_m]Damon[/name_m] ~ Niklaus ~ [name_m]Lawson[/name_m] + [name_u]Aubrey[/name_u] ~ [name_f]Ophelia[/name_f] ~ [name_f]Lux[/name_f] ~ [name_f]Quintessa[/name_f] ~ [name_u]January[/name_u]
19

Your name: [name_f]Sarah[/name_f] [name_f]Marie[/name_f] [name_m]Benson[/name_m]

Your age: 19

You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of [name_m]Detroit[/name_m], and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name_f]Jennifer[/name_f] [name_f]Abigail[/name_f] [name_u]Campbell[/name_u]. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant. You don’t know who the father is because you can’t remember who you were with the night you got hammered. You don’t care to find out.

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

One day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name_f]Doris[/name_f] [name_m]Lyndon[/name_m] McHammer, and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name_m]GED[/name_m] and a good job.

A few weeks after you settle into [name_f]Doris[/name_f]’s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby. It’s a girl.

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take him/her away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after 9 days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. One look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name: [name_f]Rosemary[/name_f] [name_f]Pink[/name_f], nn [name_f]Rosie[/name_f].

Newborn Picture: http://fairychildheirlooms.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/maggie2abig.jpg

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name_m]GED[/name_m]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.

Child’s Picture at 2 yo: http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cUt1lHwwx0U/TQ-t86NotfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/udLYxQfkbAg/s1600/2%2Byears%2Bold.JPG

20

Your name is [name_u]Sailor[/name_u] [name_f]Bree[/name_f] [name_m]Foley[/name_m] and you are 19 years old. You are a recovering alcoholic who just lost your house and car. You sleep wherever you can find on the dangerous streets of [name_m]Detroit[/name_m], and eat any leftovers you can find. You’re very upset with yourself for not listening to your parents sooner when they warned you. Instead of staying with them and getting help early, you ran away at age 16, and moved in with an older friend named [name_f]Victoria[/name_f] [name_f]Jade[/name_f] [name_m]Black[/name_m]. Now that you can’t afford rent, she kicked you out in lieu of finding a new dependable roommate, and a few days later, your car got repossessed! To put the icing on the cake of hell, you just learned that you are pregnant. You don’t know who the father is as you can’t remember who you were with that night, but you want to find out.

7 months fly by. Alone and afraid, you desperately search for a home for you and your unborn child to stay protected in. You decide to keep your child, but raise him/her alone as a young, wonderful, & sober, single mother.

One day, after no luck of finding a home (or decent food), an older woman pulls up next to you in her car. Her name is [name_f]Dorothy[/name_f] [name_f]Anne[/name_f] [name_m]Gordon[/name_m], and she wants to help you, for the sake of your baby. So, you meet her at a nearby diner, where she buys you a healthy meal, and you get to know each other. It turns out, she’s a newly widow, and was never blessed with children. She says that she’s seen you more than once struggling in the alley by her apartment, and once she noticed the baby bump, she realized you were in bad shape. So, she wants to give you a home and treat you like a daughter that she never had. She wants to help you raise the baby, and she’ll help get you back on track of a good life again. (Since you ran away at 16, you never finished high school. She said she’ll pay to help you get a [name_m]GED[/name_m] and a good job).

A few weeks after you settle into [name_f]Dorothy[/name_f]'s home, you wake up with horrible pains. She tells you that you’re in labor, and she drives you to the nearest hospital. After 13 hours of horrible labor, you give birth to a not-so-healthy baby boy.

Before you even get to look at your baby, the doctors take him away to try to stabilize your 4lb, 2oz child. Horrified, you and your newly adopted mother cannot stop crying. You continuously blame yourself, and pray to a God that you barely even know.

Thankfully, after 15 days of care and stabilization, your baby is healthy and ready to be held in your arms. One look into your child’s blue eyes brought tears to yours. You automatically come up with a name: [name_m]Scott[/name_m] [name_m]Louis[/name_m] [name_m]Foley[/name_m].

Two years pass, and you are finally finished with your [name_m]GED[/name_m]. You find yourself a job as a waitress at the nearest pancake place. It’s not much, but it’s enough to help you get back on your feet. You have helped out your new mom throughout the past couple of years with bills and groceries, but you still feel like you owe her. So every night, you give her half of your tips as an appreciation for her help and support. The other half goes in a piggy bank for your “new house rental” fund. Your child is getting big, and thankfully starting to look like you.