Shyla's POV:

I had no friends in the orphanage, no family to call my own. 

I never looked anyone straight in the eye. A small look is all I could do without feeling too much judgment.

I was in the cafeteria. "SHYLA! GET IN HERE!" I walk in there as fast as I could with my head down. I can hear them giggling.

She was a fat old lady who was a cook at the orphanage. I said shyly "y-y-yes M-Ms.Star?"

"Clean up this mess." She leaves. "AND MAKE SURE THAT EVERYTHING IS SPOTLESS!" The door slammed and I flinched. I hear them laughing outside of the door. Tears began to shed from my face as I was scrubbing the floor.

"How can anyone adopt a being like me?" I thought in discouragement.

*Time jump to the next section*

After cleaning up the kitchen, I made a dash to my room. I can still hear them laughing.

I grabbed my iPad and put my earbuds in. I get the YouTube app out and get 8-bitryan's account.

My tears seemed to stop and a smile comes on my face. His edits is what makes it so funny. I want to be an editor someday, just like Ryan.

*Teeny time skip*

After watching the video I yawn and go to sleep.