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Parker's POV
I wake up,rocking back and forth. My breathing is fast paced and shaky. I must know more than you do. I'm Parker Lynn Woods. I'm 5 years old and I'm intelligent. That's what Daddy said before he went insane. I can't speak. But I can hear,see,smell,and taste. Yes I can breath idiot. Am I alive right now. Yes. Anyway,I walk into the bathroom and clean my   reputation and self up. I get dressed quickly into a cream colored sweatshirt with a red heart,denim jeans,and my black boots. I'm treated lovely here. My hair is really long so I brush it out and braid it. I've learned to take care of myself,even though there is help throughout the orphanage. I get called down for breakfast,which is pancakes and fruit. I was really skinny when I arrived at the orphanage,but now I'm alright I guess... Sometimes,I throw up my food. I'm not anorexic,but it doesn't matter. I didn't eat when I got here so I had trouble eating without vomiting,and I still do. But I'm better. I think so..

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 12, 2017 ⏰

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