"So, why do people call you Eleven?"
"My birthdays the eleventh of November and my favourite numbers Eleven. But I don't really know?"
"Oh...Can I call you El?"
"Yeah, I'd rather be called that than Jane."
"Hey!"
"Sorry! Love you Mama!"
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"Mike, I need to know. Where are you sleeping on the weekends?"
"I've told you, Mum. At my friends house."
"I've called all your friends, they say you don't stay with any of them."
"They're not my friends! And anyway, you don't know them"
"Mike, you need to tell me who you're staying with."
"I told you! My friend, El! You can meet her Aunt next weekend when she brings me back."
"What about her parents?"
"She doesn't have a Dad and her Mama's always working."
"Maybe she could stay over here one time?"
"I'll ask Aunt Becky!"
"You do that."
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"Go away Martin!"
"No Terry, I need your daughter."
"I won't let you have her."
"We'll get her anyway."
"No! You wo-"
"Mama! No! Mama!"
"Let go of her! El! El!"
"Mama! No!"
"Eleven!"
"Mike!"
"Mike? What happened?"
"It's El...And Mama..."
"What do you mean?"
"They took El, and they...they...Look..."
"Terry! No, Terry!"
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"Mike? Why didn't you come home yesterday?"
"..."
"Mike?"
"..."
"Mike?! What happened?! Are you okay?!"
"..."
"Mike, I need you to talk to me!"
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"Hi Mike! This is Will, my son."
"Hi Mike."
"..."
"I'm sorry, he hasn't said anything for a couple of days now."
"Do you know what changed?"
"No, he won't tell me."
"I think you should just leave him be, let him play with is friends."
"He only has one friend, and I'm not really certain she exists..."
"Well, leave it for a month or so. If he still isn't talking, bring him to me."
"Okay, thank you so much Joyce."
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"How are you, Mike?"
"I miss them."
"Me too."
"Can I stay over tonight?"
"Yeah, do you want to stay with me or in El's room?"
"Um.. Can you stay with me in El's room?"
"Of course. I'll make hot chocolate, you go set up."
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So... Yeah. I don't really like this but I just wanted to get something up. Hope you enjoyed!
Teresa
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