Amelia

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Me and Amelia walked into the house, Angie immediately got up and ran upstairs. Dad looked concerned but I took him into the kitchen and explained.

Once I'd finished explaining I went back to the table and baisically interviewed 'Amelia'.

'So Lily or Amelia, why did you move to the Uk?' I asked her

'Call me Amelia I prefer it and well I actually don't know, I can remember playing on the park with my Grandma and then the next thing I knew I woke up in an airport'. she replied

'Oh, can you remember your mum?'

'Yeah! I can remember her reading me stories and singing lullabies! I actually have a picture of her in my necklace'

The picture looked just like Angie, i'd finally fount her. The little girl I used to play with.

Amelia stayed for dinner as I was determined for her to rearlise Angie was her mum. But no she didn't, Angie didn't come down all night either. Dad and I said goodbye to her and we watched her run next door. She seemed pretty excited to have met someone. But she didn't rearlise that I was the girl in the other picture.

After the door had slammed shut, Angie came down. She had red puffy eyes clearly where she had been crying. She only said 3 words 'Amelia is beautiful'

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