The Shade's Of You. | ✓

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Sophia.

It's been three hours since I've been conversing and shockingly, having a great time with this little family. I've come to really adore them through this short while.

“Oh my goddess, Charlie!” Serena gasps at her son who has chocolate all over his cute face and I smile, trying hard not to laugh at how adorable the scene is. “He really likes your cookies then.” She jokes and I nod my head.

I offered to bake him some when he kept pointing at the television and making sad faces the whole while.

He reminded me of my own family back home.

I will be seeing them soon, in a few hours.

In these hours, I've learnt a few things.

Jerry, her husband, has been working and helping to sneak away girls from King for a long time now. For that, I promised him I would do him good with his service, I'm not sure how though. I'm still thinking about certain things.

I've already bathed and changed into some of my hostess old clothes, it fit me okay but a little too tightly.

Serena has been very, very friendly with me and something at the back of my mind is itchy and gives me the chills but I fiercely push the heavy thoughts away for later.

Her eyes glances down at my neck and she frowns, a dark and weird look passing through her eyes, before looking back up at me. “Pretty necklace. Gift?” She questions.

My fingers gently touch the sapphire necklace around my neck line and I smile, shaking my head no. “It was my mother's.” I lie and I'm not sure why I do it. I just do.

She nods her head in understanding yet her eyes tell me that something is wrong, she has a deep faraway look, fear suddenly lacing through and I gulp, my own uneasy feeling increasing the longer she gives it that look.

I shudder and quickly turn my attention back to little Charlie who insist on making funny faces at me.

A sudden thought flutters my mind and I smirk.

How weird is this?

Where ever I seem to go, willingly or not, little children always seem to be naturally drawn to me, like a magnet.

I absolutely love it!

Mrs Finley often said that it was because my inter child called out to them, somehow it showed through my facial expression and eyes— I remember her words now and I laugh at how silly she sounded back then and even now, it still sounds absolutely childish and so very untrue.

I think it's just my love for the little things, they are, without a doubt, one of the cutest and small beings that are always, always making me laugh and happy.

I tend to not think when they're around.

I just do and act along with them.

It's nice and calm, for me, anyway.

Roxanne dislikes is, anything relating to a child and babies would have her running on her heels to the nearest hills.

I'm not entirely sure why she's so scared of them but she just is and always has been, even when we were younger. She was seven and I was two but she never played games.

A plate of spaghetti and sauce is slid in front of me, very carefully and I smile gratefully at Serena and she returns it with just as much kindness before walking over to her son.