I couldn't speak after talking to the police. Parents, kids and teachers were everywhere, trying to find everyone. Teddie had saved my life. And I doubted her! In all the scuttle, I made out Teddie talking to a kindergartener. I had to talk to her. "Teddie!" I yelled. She looked up and saw me, and tears rolled down my eyes. I ran to her, and I didn't think she even knew me enough for me to hug her to death. I didn't care. She saved me. She saved the teachers. She saved the kids. "Teddie...." I could barely make out the words. "Teddie that was the bravest things you've ever done!" I squeezed tighter. She smiled and looked into my eyes. I looked back. I loved her. I really did. I couldn't just adopt her. She would have no father. No matter how much it hurt me, she would have to be sent away to live a better life. I went to talk to the police. I asked him if she could stay with me, then her foster parents would pick her up in the morning. Teddie had shared that her grandma arranged parents for her. The officer agreed. I ran to tell Teddie, but I stopped. She looked into the police car outside. The man in Black glared back at her, and the police were about ready to take him away. Teddie got closer. "Teddie," I started to say, but something made me stop. "I'll pray for you every night, along with my principal. I pray that you will come to see the light. " Teddie turned and ran into the small grove beside the school.
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The Change
General FictionTeddie loves her life. She's more on the poor side, but her little house and pony are well loved. Teddie does not like school except for science class, on the other hand, and has a hard time dealing with the facts of being in terrible danger, even...
