*2* •She's Alive•

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"Lexi! Dinner is ready!" Helen, Alexis's mom, hollered through the hall.

Alexis, who usually goes by Lexi, was looking at herself in a full length mirror. In her hand, a picture of her mom, Helen and her dad, Dylan.

She looked back herself. She didn't look like them. She didn't have anything that looked like them.

Her parents have straight hair, while she had curls. Her parents looked Caucasian, while she looked Hispanic. They had milkish skin tones, while Alexis had caramel colored skin.
They had blue and gray eyes, she had brown eyes. They had an all American voice, she had an Australian accent.

She was nothing like them. But, she looked down and saw a golden chain locket. She had it since birth. Inside was a picture of herself, when she was a baby. In someone else's arms. But, she didn't know who. Well, she knew it was her mom. She knew she was adopted.

She smiled and responded to her mother. "I'm coming!" She quickly hid her locket. Her parents didn't quite like that locket.

She entered the kitchen, where her parents were getting the table ready. She quickly washed her hand and sat down. Helen served her mash potatoes, baked chicken, and a small side salad. They all closed their eyes and began to say Grace.

Dylan, Alexis's dad, spoke quietly. "Dear heavenly father, thank you for this wonderful day and meal you have given us. Please Lord, bless us. And all the people said-"

"Amen," they said in unison and ate.

Alexis ate pretty quick, to go back and study herself in the mirror. Helen found that suspiciously. "Wow. You are pretty quick. Why is that?" Alexis bit her lip. She tried to find words, but at the same time not lie to her mother.

"Um, I'm just going to... My room." Dylan still are his food, looking down at his plate. But he asked anyways. "And what are you going to do in there."

Alexis thought. Was she really just going to her room to look at herself? She cancelled that plan and chose to listen to music. "I'm going to listen to my music and probably read."

Helen and Dylan nodded. Helen smiled. "Alright, Lexi. Have a good night."
Dylan and Helen kissed Alexis's forehead. Dylan smiled, "Good night, sweetie."

Alexis smiled and said good night. She got up and walked out the kitchen. She walked upstairs, carefully because it was dark. She went to her room and grabbed her red jersey and some shorts. It was her sleeping clothes.

She grabbed her iPod and plugged in her head phones and listened to her music. It was "The Lost Get Found" by Britt Nicole. Somehow, she felt a connection to that song.

Pretty soon, she fell asleep. Listing to that song over and over. She felt like she was lost, and someone was trying to find her.

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"So, Moriah, have you and Joel written any songs together?" The reporter pointed her mic at Moriah.

Moriah smiled and shook her head. "No, not really. He's been a little busy writing, singing, and acting." The reporter nodded and used the mic. "When will you and Joel have kids?"

Moriah lost her smile. She looked down and pressed her lips together. "Joel and I have tried, once. Our little girl, Alexis. She was so beautiful and small. But, sadly, in my arms she-"

Moriah's voice cracked at that part. She began to cry, but quietly. Tears slowly went down her cheeks, but she didn't make a noise.

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