Chapter 9

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Day 1-
This morning Rylie tried to make a run for it. It didn't work to well, considering all the doors have locks on it and I sleep with the keys in my pillow case. That's what I woke up to this morning. What a great way to start your day *rolls eyes*.

For breakfast Rylie and I had eggs and toast. She wouldn't eat it though. I don't know why she wouldn't eat, they tasted extremely well.

Once again at lunch Rylie did not eat. I cooked her her favorite lunch meal, chicken nuggets and have her pudding. I do not understand how by that time she was not hungry. By accident I yelled at her to eat her food. She looked traumatized as she ate. But afterwards she threw all of her food up. What is her deal?

After lunch we played a few board games, I do not want to make my guest bored. Rylie had a mental break down. She started crying at first and said she just wants to go home and that she doesn't like it here. I told her to stop. It wasn't doing anything but exacerbating my feelings.

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