chapter 3

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           I starred in awe as I looked up at the mansion, it had blue shutters on the windows and doors with a white paint job, it was at least 7 stories high. It was amazing.

I couldn't believe we would be living here.

"Go inside, Summer will show you to your rooms," Mike said. Mia, Emily, lily, Athena, Bianca and I went inside. The inside was even more amazing then the outside. The entryway had marble pillars with a high roof.

There was a women around her mid 20's. "Hello, my name is Summer. I will be showing you all your rooms." Summer said smiling the whole time. Summer had light brown hair and very very light dull blue eyes. Her eyes looked so very dull that it looked like she had no color in her eyes.

We walked in silence until we reached an elevator. We all walked in, then went up 3 floors. We walked down the hall Summer showed everybody their room. Lily's room first, closest to the elevator,the next was Emily's, then Athena's, Bianca's, Mia's, and then mine was at the end of the hall.

"Here you are," Summer said as she opened the door still smiling. It was amazing that I got my own room, the last dump I was in I had to share a room with three other girls.

My room was amazing, it was at lest 5 times bigger than any room that I had ever had. My room had hardwood floors all over, except where the bed was ( which was a king size bed) had carpet. As I explored more I found a walk in closet.

I went and sat in bed, Mike came after a few minutes to give me my suitcase. "Thank you," I said when he gave it to me. "Your welcome" he said.

I laid down I could not believe I got a king size bed, well and got to live in a mansion. But for how long? I had been in 20 different places. So how long will I be here? Who is my foster mother and/or father? I thought about the same questions and night an till I fell a sleep.


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I know I said I would make the chapter twice as long, but I have not updated in a little bit and I am really sorry

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