I was found

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It was another rainy day in Portland, I was checking my FB for any new post... You know what every one does. I was scrolling thro looking at pics of a mass shooting that went on. When I was looking at on of the pictures that was taken near the shooting, I hear the door bell ring. I got up to answer the door... I had no choice... If I didn't get the door then my mother would beat me black and blue...like she always does when I forget to do something...you know she's one of those actual bad mothers. Any way back to the doorbell. I look through the peek whole to make sure there wasn't a creep at the door. But it wasn't a creep...it was a little girl...in a black dress. I open the door and say in a soft sweet voice, "Hi" She looked up slowly until her eyes met mine. "Willow?" She said in a quiet but sad kinda voice... How did she know my name?! I don't know this little girl! "How do you know my name?" I asked trying not to sound scared shitless. "Your in the news paper" "what? Why?" "you were on a fundraising list." Oh yeah...but how do you know where I live?" I asked. I've been going from door to door...looking for you." She said. At this point I was greatfull to see that someone cared enough to surch for me...to save me... But I don't know what this little girl needs. So I cut myself out of the conversation and asked her where she lives so I could drive her home where she is warm and dry. I didn't have a car but I didn't mind stealing my mothers car to take her home. "I live on miylow avanew." "what?" "that's like 5 miles away from here!" Your mom must be worried sick!" "no" she said with sad eyes. "What?" "she doesn't want me." she said "what are you saying? Does she hurt you?" there was a short pause before she told me. "She told me I was a mistake...that no one wants me...that no one loves or cares about me." She said. At this point I wanna meet her mom and see what's going on. "Sweetie what's your name?" "Izzy" she said. "Izzy, is there any were we could meet up with your mommy? Do you know her phone number?" I said hoping she would have a answer. "No i don't know and I already told you...she doesn't want me..." Izzy said.

I hope you liked it Im working on more i will post every Friday.

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