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Short after, an old woman asked where my parents were and I said I didn't know.
"So, you are all alone?“, she asked and I answered "yeah", nearly crying. Actually my real parents were gone too. My mum had a car accident when I was 17 and my dad just kinda vanished after that. I had no idea where he went. I had lived with my aunt then but she threw me out when I turned 18. She wasn't very nice but she also didn't had kids, therefore maybe she didn't know how to deal with me. So I really was all alone.

The old woman's name was Heather and she invited me to go with her because she lived near by in a big house. Happily I went with her and while we walked, I told her my name and what I like. When we came to the house I was surprised how huge it really was. We entered and her white little dog welcomed us.

"Oh, this is Shaggy, my dog", she explained, I petted him and he waved with his tail. Heather showed me a room where I could sleep and told me, it was the kids room of her son who is an adult now, moved out and had his own family. I friendly asked her how old she was now and if she had grandchildren and she said, she was 63 and had two little girls. They were 7 and 5 years old just like me. She also said it's quiet late, nearly 8 pm and I should go to bed and we can talk tomorrow again.

In my room upstairs I found an orange pyjama with black dots on it and put it on. Actually I didn't wanted to go to sleep that early but I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth and was in the room again then. Quietly I looked through the big closet and at the wooden shelf and discovered a lot of toys, stuffed animals and clothes. Her son probably had a good life as a kid.

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