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The dining hall was by far the largest room in the orphanage, though I technically hadn’t seen the whole building yet. There were many la..

After breakfast, Gretchen and Manda disappeared from my sight. They were off doing their daily activities. Instead, I reclined back on my bed a..

“Sister Addison gave Manda and I that same talk about Cybil when we were new here,” Gretchen explained, after I repeated the whole s..

I figured now would be a good time to ask Gretchen about what happened to her family. We were laying in the dark, me on my bottom bunk, and Gre..

“Is there a cooking class or something along those lines that I can take?” It was morning. I was sitting with Sister Addison in ..

It was itchy, it was scratchy, and most importantly, it was a dress. My life couldn’t possibly get any worse. The uniform was hideous. I pr..

The next morning came as a shock to us all. Gretchen burst in the room with half a peanut butter and jelly sand which in her hand and the other..

Gretchen hadn’t told me she was leaving. She hadn’t told me that just a few weeks ago, a family came in and was interested in her. A..