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Normally after Dinner, some of us hang around in the lounge room, to watch movies or play games. Some of the younger kids join in on this but most of them play in the play room. Others just go up to their rooms, like I was. I wanted to get May her food and put her litter box out.

As I step up the stairs, I'm almost ran over by two golden retrievers who are chasing each other. You can only have a pet here if you can take care of it, that includes paying for their food and other needs. A few kids have goldfish, they put their money together and bought little bridges and stuff, they also got a massive container of fish food. A boy, about my age, has a pair of hermit crabs. He let me name one, I named it pebbles. The golden retrievers belong to a few sixteen year olds, they have jobs so it's easy for them to take care of them.

On the third floor, the triplets are attempting to have a piggyback all together, it's rather funny to watch. Once the second one is on the firsts back, the third runs and jumps on, making them all fall.

"Are you guys okay?" I ask, smiling. "Yeah!" They all say in unison, giggling and standing up. "Want me to help?" I ask, "yes please!" The third says. the second, that goes by the name of Charlie, gets onto Belles back. I lift the third one up, onto Charlie. They laugh and belle starts walking, "thanks Iv!" Charlie calls out. I walk down the hallway and go into my room, as I'm closing the door I hear a crash and laughter, I can't help laughing aswell.

May is laying on my pillow, asleep. She likes sleeping on pillows, but doesn't mind laying on other materials. I get out her bowls and fill one with her cat food, I will need to go to the bathroom to fill the other. I put it down by my bedside table and pickup the other bowl.

I make my way to the bathroom on the third floor. There are only two, one on the first and one on the third floor. I knock on the door to see if anyone is using it, when I don't get a reply, I open the door and walk to the sink. I turn on the cold tap and fill the cats bowl. I didn't notice the red head sitting beside the door until I turn around. I jump, causing some of the water to fall onto the floor. "Oh, hello. I didn't see you." I say, turning to refill the small bowl. "I figured." The somewhat rude girl spoke, a bored expression on her face. After refilling I headed to the door, "that for you?" I frowned, "oh, of course not." I walked out the door, "whatever, dreamy voice." Dreamy voice? Well that was new.

When I got to my room, I closed the door with my foot and put Mays bowl down next to her other. She was still asleep on her pillow, her warm body rising with each breath. I grabbed my phone to take a photo, I had a couple of notifications from Instagram and tumblr, I will check them later. I took a photo of the sleeping white cat and checked social media.

Four accounts followed me on Instagram and I had a reblog on tumblr. I checked to see who had reblogged my post, and guess what? It was the girl who has a Tay follow! I quickly message the girl, saying thankyou for reblogging, she replied with "no problem! I thought that maybe if Taylor saw it you would feel happier, I was just guessing that you would be a little upset. 😁"  I smiled and messaged her back, "yeah, I am a little upset. It's hard sometimes. 💕"

We continue talking for a little, I tell her about what it's like being in an orphanage and she tells me about how she goes horse riding. When I look up from my phone, it's dark. I check the time, it's already eight. I pat May and she purrs, "May, baby I got you food." I stand up and go to her bowls, she watches me and sees the food, May bounds over to me and starts eating. "Good girl. I might go down stairs, see if anyone is watching a movie, okay?" I talk to May a lot, she really my only best friend.

I quickly get on my pyjamas, taking my hair out of the plaits and putting it up in a bun.

I walk downstairs, I see a few people going into their rooms. We're not allowed to go into each other's rooms really, we need to ask miss Elle first. I wonder what some of their rooms look like. I know a few girls have pink blankets, I don't really know all that much more.

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