That Man

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F/N Point of view
" Can I have a dollar " I said, handing out the cup to a women.
" Sorry little girl, don't have cash " The women said, she walked away and I saw the women taking money and giving it to the next homeless person. Tears fell down my eyes, I can't believe it, They just think I am faking. This is not a joke, at all. I cry in my knees. The fact is my parents died when I was 8 and I went on my own. Somebody taps my shoulder and I look up. I saw Mr. Ackerman, he come's ever day and give me money, he sure is sweet man. The only problem is that he doesn't show it, " Hi Mr. Ackerman " I said
" Hello F/N " He said.
He looked at my stuff in disgust, " This is nasty " He said, picking up my blanket and dropping it.

" Im going to have you as my daughter " He said, " I already signed the paper and all of that crap " Mr. Ackerman said
" So you wanna go " He said, reaching his hand out. I took his hand and he guide me to his car. " Ready " He said opening the passenger car seat, I get in and put my seat belt on. He gets in and his butler drives his to his house.

A/N
Sorry guys this was short, I have been busy for the past couple of day and I was wanting to make a story. So I made it and sorry for not enough detail, I am really tired and sorry. I will make the next chapter more detailed, I will try to make some today and tomorrow, I will try my best.
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