Bring Me Home
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It Trickles down the tin roof's, runs along the side walks, and puddles in the mud, it runs around freely always having fun. It dances in her eyes as she watches from afar, wishing that the rain would wash away her heart.
She's a foster always has been since a night she cannot remember its like it all vanished the day she woke up in a hospital bed. They gave her a bed and food on the table even a place to call home she had brothers she had sisters even a pet if she must, but this place will never be home its only a matter of time until she too must go. Will she ever remember? or will she continue to hide the rain reminds her of a life she wish she had to be free from the walls that lock her down. It only takes one smile a kind heart and welcoming arms to finally let her free, and it all started with Daniel Turner.
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