---A/N--- This is all platonic so no smuts/lemons in this story. -----Story Prologue----- It was nigh time, thunder and rain could be hear outside and inside the houses. A woman walking in the streets holding a sleeping child on a basket while looking for a house that have lights on. After a while of walking and searching in the rain, she finally found a house that have lights on. She was really cold but she keep her child warm as she was approaching the house. She ring the door bell for two times before looking back at her child. She let out a sad smile knowing that this will be the last time she will see her child. She left the basket where she had place her child in the front door and took a last glance at the basket before vanishing in the rain. Inside the house the door bell was heard across the whole house alarming its owner that someone might be outside. He walk trough the hallway until he reach the door. He open the door to see a basket, he look around trying to find the person who place it in his door way. When he sees no one was around, he crouch and lift the clouting that was covering the opening of the basket. He was taken back by what he see, someone left a poor child in front of his house. While he was staring at the child he notice a note, he open it and read the writings. ~Dear stranger~ I left my child in front of your house hoping that you cloud give him a better life. I cant raise him because my husband have been abusing me for the past years and I can't let my son grow up in that kind of life. So i was hoping you can give him the love and comfort i can't provide him. Please name and raise him like your own I want him to have a good childhood and life that I cant give him. ~Sincerely Mother of the child~ (A/N) Do you wish to continue? If so read the story to find out more.
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