In the busy streets of New York City, if a person were to wander around, you'd find the endless line of cars and taxis in peak traffic while people swarm to the nearest subway station to catch the next train for their morning shifts.
Down the dark alleys of New York, home to the rundown and poor sectors, you can faintly hear the horns from cars and footsteps of the crowds as you soon arrive at the infamous Grace Orphanage.
The two story brick building hiding in between the twelve story apartment buildings could be seen as an abandoned building.
With the flaking of gray paint, partially boarded up windows and the mountain of trash bags pilled up at the wire fence it was a surprise the orphanage wasn't shut down due to the many health code violations.
Jam packed of naughty kids gracing the apartment neighbors with their screams. The creaking of run down stairs from the numerous footsteps of children running towards their morning breakfast could be heard outside the orphanage.
Home to over fifteen children from the ages two to fourteen, the chaotic orphanage filled with endless yelling and arguing, there is to believed to be one exception from the mater...
Laying in a tiny twin sized bed as one of her legs dangles outside the bed in order to avoid New York's morning heat in August.
Young eighteen year old Laura dreamily sleeps across the bed with her light brown hair sprawled on the pillow. In a simple white worn down t-shirt and black shorts Laura has always been known as "Grace's Ice Queen" at Grace Orphanage.
Abandoned at the front steps of the orphanage just faintly turning one left with only a necklace and letter. Laura grew up alone as the only other orphan around Lauras was always three years apart from her in age.
Having two part time jobs and tutored on weekends at the neighboring apartments in order to finish her online high school and college classes.
By the age of eighteen Laura already graduated with a bachelors degree in international business majoring in finance.
Due to being the oldest at the Orphanage and working many jobs Laura unconsciously became distant and nonemotional from people her age, gifting her with the name "Grace's Ice Queen".
Ignoring her ice queen personality Laura is a natural beauty any person would fond over.
As Laura lays in the twin sized bed she is awoken by her alarm clock. The soundly asleep beauty abruptly falls to the ground with a loud thump.
"Ughhhh... just great"
"Perfect way to start my last day here"
Slowly getting up from the cold hard wood floor thats been stained by water from the leaking ceiling over the years.
Long beautiful brunet hair cascades down Laura's back as her white over-sized t-shirt slides off her shoulder.
As she walks over to the nearby bathroom narrowly avoiding the broken toys littered across the floor, tying up her hair in a messy bun you can see the bright golden pendent gracing her neck.