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✧˖°ౄ𖤓 Lily, Emma, Ray and Norman are the brightest kids at the Grace field House orphanage, And under the care of the woman they refer to as "Mom," all the kids have enjoys a comfortable life...
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this chapter includes the following :
➤ uncensored swearing/strong language ➤ angst ➤ detail of injury/death
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❝The true colours of this reality are that this place is a farm.❞
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-Lily's POV-
At 6 O'Clock sharp, the house begins its day with the ringing of a bell.
"EVERYONE, WAKE UP! YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR BREAKFAST!" Emma yelled at the top of her lungs
God, Emma.. Shut up.
I thought as I sat up in bed.
I've been living here for ten years already.
"COME BACK HERE, LANNION!" Thoma shouted to Lannion, who was running away, laughing. "NO WAY!" The blonde haired boy shouted back.
Gilda looked up and scoffed at the nonsense. "HEY, STOP MESSING AROUND AND GET READY!" She scolded the two. I laughed at them as I turned around to a tapping on my leg.
"I can't tie my shoe laces!" Yvette cried.
I smiled, "It's okay! Don't cry. Come here, I'll tie them for you." I said as she came towards me. I helped her put them on first and then tied the laces. "Okay, all done!" I said and smiled.
She gave me a quick hug before running back off to Don and Conny. I walked out of the bedroom and followed the kids racing each other to the dining room.
I'm one of the eldest kids here...
"Morning, Lily!" Don yelled out as he saw me walk past.
"Morning! And morning to you, Conny!" I said and waved at them both before walking off towards the hall again.
...Out of the 39 kids that currently live here.
I walked into the hall and saw all the kids playing and that's when a loud smash was heard. I turned around and saw that Mark had accidentally dropped a plate whilst setting them out. I walked over calmly.
I have a love-hate relationship with kids.
"I'm sorry!" He spoke.
I smiled. "It's okay kiddo, just get Mom to check you out, you could've hurt yourself." I told him.
