Once upon a time, there lived a boy he lived in sorrow and pain until his 20th birthday where his feet stumbled on the cold tiles of the bathroom floor and stood in the mirror his face groggy and bags under his eyes he'd splash water on his face and then stumble and almost trip on his way to the kitchen to make a fresh pot of coffee until a knock was heard on his front porch stood a lil girl about the age of 10 her knees scraped and her cheeks stained with fresh tears.
He'd invited her in to ask what was wrong and to help her out. After a while, they agreed on something he was lonely and she was in the need of a home they took care of the house and cared for each other becoming like a family. The house was depressing but the girl made it full of happiness by giving the walls paintings she made hanging them upon it. She turned the small ran down house into a home. While the man cooked and cared for her gave the girl a family member and someone to look up to.
They were a happy little family from then on out!
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