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           Sydney's POV                                 Dallas above

              "Hey! Where are you going! I was gonna make mac-n-cheese!" A voice yells. I turn around and find its nobody other than my mate. "Do you not want me?" His voice cracks at the end. My eyes water when I realize, he thinks I'm rejecting him.

               "NO! That's -that's not it. Well, I'm rogue and some people threatened me along the way. I don't want anyone here getting hurt." I told him only fibbing slightly.

              His face brightens visibly. "Don't worry. Nobody will get hurt. Ill make sure of it. Now, c'mon, mac-n-cheese time."He says with a smile. I made him happy. Yay.

              "Do you want powder cheese or liquid cheese? You know what? I'll just use two boxes and mix the cheese! "He states with a huge smile. I then think, what would happen if I told him I'm allergic to cheese.
 
               "Hey um, I can't eat cheese, I'm lactose intolerant. " I say covering my mouth with my hand so he doesn't see my smile. That's my problem. I smile when I lie. Don't tell him that though.

               His smile drops and he then smirks. "Then why we're you taking strawberry ice cream from Wal-Mart?" He states. I get up and walk out of the room but before out of earshot I tell him something.

                "It was chocolate. Strawberry is nasty. " I then proceeded to look around the compound. *wink* *wink* I then see my second favorite place, first being McDonald's . The orphanage! I have a soft spot for little humans. A really soft spot. Last year ,I gave a kid who fell down some of my McDonalds. Just not the French fries. Nobody get my fries.

               I go to walk in there and I see something that makes my heartbreak.

              A child

             Is eating

            McDonald's

            With a fork.

           I walk in the room more and all eyes are on me. So these kids can hear like bosses. A little boy walks up to me and I absolutely love his eyes. They're just like mine. He looks just like my brother. His names Dallas Texas. Our last names not something we all talk about. So we don't use it.

            "Hi! Im Dallas you look like my sisser! Her sydney." He states and I pick him up and walk to the pack house. I run over what happens when I had to send him away.

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           "  Aunt Vicky, you've gotta take d, take him far away. Away from mom. Away from dad. Away from everything here." I say with tears streaming down my face.  She nods and hugs me before she leaves. I couldn't have him get hurt too. All I've ever known is this 4 by 6 room made in the basement.

           "SYDNEY! WHAT DID YOU DO!" My father screams at me and I cower away. "YOU PIECE OF CRAP ! I BEGGED YOUR MOTHER TO GET RID OF YOU! SHE JUST WANTED A GIRL SO BAD! BUT WHEN YOU TURNED ONE , SHE DIDNT CARE ANYMORE! SHE STILL DOESNT CARE ABOUT YOU!!!" He screamed and punctuated every word with a punch.  I was coughing up blood. So much blood. Blood. That's all I saw before I passed out.

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                I walked into the kitchen and sat Dallas on the counter and began wiping off his face. Once it was free of dirt, I started asking him questions.

              "Hey, D-Dallas. How old are you?"

               "Four."
 
               "Dallas, do you know who I am?"

               "No, I juss call you lady. You nice. Nicer than the lady back there. She mean." He stated and I started to worry.

               "She only give girls Mickey Dees. No boys get Mickey Dees." He says with a pout and I laugh. The love for McDonald's is hereditary.

              "From now on you will always get Mickey Dees. I promise."I say remembering him making everyone promise to him. If they broke that promise, he didn't talk to them. He smiled real big and hugged me.

              "Dallas, my name's Sydney. I'm your, "that's all I got because Dallas started shouting.

              "Sisser sydney! Sisser sydney!" He smiled and jumped on me. He patted my head and giggled. I love my life.

              

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