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I was sitting on my bed, it wasn't just the bed of a normal person. Its the bed of an orphan. I lied down until I woke up by a yell of my Guardian. She said: come here and have your bags ready. I smiled because I knew this meant I had a parent.

I zipped the last bag and left the room full of beds. I said with a smile still on my face: goodbye.

I went to the lobby full of ladies and men when I saw my favorite artist Meghan trainor. I yelled with my loudest yell: oh my God! Its Meghan trainor! She smiled and walked my way. She said with a tiny voice: you're my new daughter.

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