Part sixteen

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"Happy birthday!" Samantha cheers. It's

like yesterday didn't even happen, and now

she was back to her usual self. She looked

around before placing a cupcake in my

hand. "Eat up now, wouldn't want the

doctor to see."

The cupcake brought back memories of all

my past birthdays with my family. The

family that abandoned me in this place. I

finished the cupcake and Samantha

cleaned me up.

"How does it feel to be sixteen?" She asks

curiously. I shrug. "Nothing different?"

"No, nothing different." I reply and a

sudden question pops into my head. "How

old are you?"

"Me?" She questions surprised. "Well, I'm

seventeen." I nod my head and lay back.

She's so nice and not that much older than

me, but we are not the same. She doesn't

have the darkness after her.

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