Shelby is my what???

Shelby is my what???

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So I am a foster kid and I have been my entire life and so I was moved to a new foster and it is in New York and I am kind of nervous and excited becuase when you are moved to a new place and get to meet new people maybe they might be my new family. I just got off of the plane and I met my foster parents named Tonya and Bryan and they seem nicer than my old foster parents but they are usually on their phones and don't really pay really any attention to me. I also find out that they are THE directors to my favorite play "WICKED" and the reason they are on their phones is because the audtions are today and they said we aren't going to be going home right away and I did not even care I wanted to see the theatre more than anything in the world at that moment. Right when they got out of the car they went straight into the theatre not even caring that it takes me a while to get out of the big car: I am 9 years old after all and I am very small for being 9 so my feet can barely make it to the ground when I sit down. When I got out of the car I was about to go inside when I saw a little girl who looked about 3 or 4 years old with no jacket on but it was beside her and she was shivering and crying so I went up to her and asked if she was ok and she said no and I asked her if wanted to come inside with me and she nodded and I extended my hand for her to grab and she grabbed it and I helped her up and she was almost as tall as me and I frowned a 3 or 4 year old is almost as tall as me that is just plain sad and it might be very bad at the same time. She then said my mom is auditioning andI smiled and said that is cool and I then hear yelling and I looked at the girl and she said that was her mom and so I shouted back saying she is in here and a lady who looked exactly like me came running in towards us and she looked so familiar but why???? Who is this strange look alike ??? How does sweet Cadence know her?? Find out by reading this fanfic.......
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