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While we were eating we had made small talks.

"So Lexi, tell me about yourself."

"Well.. my favorite color is... purple. I like candy and I like to play dress up.. But I never get to play anymore." She slumped her shoulders down.

"Awe that's too bad, but i'm sure you'll get to some time soon." I gave her a smile and continued, "I see you're done eating now, so how about we go to the park down the street and keep talking hmm, how's that sound?"

"Yeah sure" She said and started to get up.

After paying and all that we soon left the cafe an started walking.

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l e x i ' s p o v

I admit I am a little worried that I'll scare Demi away, she's the only person that i've talked to or even approached me since i've got to the orphanage. I think she's a very nice lady to actually bring me to eat and to bring me to the park. In the orphanage that I stay in, Ms.Nancy; the owner of the orphanage and a mean one at that too, never lets me go anywhere at all. And I along with everyone else only got breakfast and dinner.

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We got to the park and sat down on the swing sets.

"So tell me Lexi how did you get to live in an orphanage?" She asked with a sad face.

"Well...one day me and my parents were going to the store downtown because I wanted to go buy dollies. When we got to the store there were a lot of people there so we decided to leave. But on our way out I saw a pretty Elsa doll and I wanted it so I let go of my mommy's hand and ran to get it. My dad saw me and ran to get me, after he got me he picked me up and we started to leave again. But then bad men came in and well.. You know..." She held my hand as I started to tear up.

"Since I didn't have anyone to take care of me, they sent me to that place. They say I have an aunt but she's in a mental hospital they told me." I looked up and noticed she was tearing up.

"That is so sad.." She said looking at me, after some time she spoke up again.

"Hey.. I have an idea and it may be crazy but I hope you like it"

"What is it?" I tilted my head in wonder.

And then she said quite a magical sentence, "How would you like it if I.... adopted.... You?.." 

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