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She's alive .

We saved her .

She looks fragile , laying in the bed . I decided to stay in the room while the workers searched for her parents , and find out who she is . 

Her face is becoming clearer , and more familiar in my mind . The long black hair , grey eyes , and little button nose .

She was sitting on her wooden swing , gazing at the sunset with weary eyes . As if looking for clues .  She lived with her Aunt , who had just passed away a few weeks ago . Since the death of her Aunt , she has sat outside in front of the huge white colonel house , on the wooden swing that was attached to the oak tree . She always looked peaceful sitting there , in the same spot everyday . As if she was apart of a portrait . Posture straight . Face mysterious .

She opened her eyes . They were truly beautiful . As if they were there own masterpiece . But , an expression of worry crossed over her face .

" Whe-Where am I ? " she stumbled out .

" Well , you've been knocked out for 2 weeks ! Haha , no I'm kidding . " I teased .

She let out a giggle .

" I'm so glad to see a smile , but you wandered out into the street . Got hit by a car . But , your indestructable . You made it out alive ! " I said .

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Her Aunt's death is still a mystery .

The workers found nothing  , absolutely nothing . No parents were found , and her aunt wasn't even found ..

Did she ever have a family ? What was her little secret ?

 

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