Chapter 5

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I walk into the Hospital , half awake .

Until , I pass by room 27 .

Her door is open .

" Beep , Beep , Beep . " I slowly back up until I'm directly in front of her door .

I peek in .

She's not in there , her luggage isn't in their .

I'm too late .

No , no , no , no ! I run in .

I check under the bed , bathroom , on the bed , closet .

" Looking for someone ? " Her voice was reassuring , relieving .

" Oh my gosh , Isabell . I thought I was too late . " I let out a sigh .

She runs over to me and gives me a hug .

I hand her a surgical mask , lab coat and scrubs .

" Uh .. Wh- What is this for ? " she questions .

" Well today you are .. " I look at the name tag on the lab coat .

" Bertha Nickles . " she lets out a laugh .

" It should work , your about the same height as her . "

I brush her hair , and tie it up in a bun . I put bright red lipstick , dark blush , and make thick wings out of eyeliner on the side of her eyes .

" Wha .. Lah . " she looks in the mirror .

" Wow , you could've gone just a tad bit lighter on the blush . " I let out a laugh .

" May I ask what's the reasoning behind this ? "

" Well , let me give you a hint . No Foster Home for you sweetie . " I say .

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