chapter 2: meeting Ellen and Portia

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Just as I was about to go to sleep on a park bench on my 4th night on the streets 2 blond women noticed me and handed me a bottle of water

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Just as I was about to go to sleep on a park bench on my 4th night on the streets 2 blond women noticed me and handed me a bottle of water. Thinking I was some homeless man struggling to get buy but when they saw that I was just a kid they started talking to me . "hey little man my name is Ellen and this is my wife Portia." the smaller blond woman said in the kindest voice she could muster. " h...hi I'm J...J...James" I stammered out of coldness. "if you don't mind me asking how old are you James?" the taller blond called Portia said sitting me on her lap and putting her jacket around me. "me? Oh I....I'm 13 years old." I said snuggling into her for the warmth. "your 13 and your on the streets why is that." Ellen asked me joining the hug to keep me warm. "because I ran away from my horrible foster parents 4 days ago because they say I'm just to much to handle" I told them kinda crying. "hey don't cry little buddy hey how about we take you to our house and get you clean and warmed up then we can talk." they both said together I agreed with them and went to get up to get my small rucksack but fell to the floor because I just didn't have any energy because I hadn't eaten in 4days. So what happened then was that Ellen grabbed my bag and Portia picked me up and carried me to there house.Once we got there Portia set me on the couch and gave me some food and a drink. "you feel better now little buddy?" Ellen asked when I had finished eating. "yes I do thanks to both of you. But I have a question if it is ok for me to ask." I said looking at both of them with my big brown eyes. "of course you can ask us anything sweetie." Portia said sitting next to Ellen and I on the couch. "well you guys seem really nice and I am happy you guys noticed me. But why are you being so nice to me? I mean I'm not important I'm just an orphan with nowhere to live." I said looking down at my hands. "don't talk about your self like that James its not true your a sweet kid and I think we might be able to find you some were to live but before we can confirm it we have to make a couple of calls so how about while I do that why don't you let Ellen take you to the bathroom so you can have a shower and get clean."Portia suggested. While I was in the shower I knew that Ellen and Portia were talking about me because they must have said my name at least 3 times before they knew I was done showering and I was changed.

and this is chapter 2 hope you like it guys

and until the next chapter stay strong and keep reading

tan;)

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