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Author'sNote (The girl with the hemelt on is the little girl telling the story.)
A pain rushed through her head as she tried desperately to sit up in front of her mother's bedroom, silhouetted by the light from the hallway behind her,she held Hopkins,a tatty,stuffed dog, almost as big as she was,by the ear.the shape on the on the bed was completely motionless, and coverd head to toe with the thin,sweat-stained sheet.one bony,mottled arm dangled over the edge of the bed.
"Mummy,she whispered,"mummy, I'm hungry. "
Silence.
As she took a couple of steps into her mom's bedroom, but had to stop when the rotten smell overpower her.the tears started to streak down her cheeks.
"Mummy',she sobbed, "where's daddy? "
Again silence.
She retreated and down the hallway.and headed into the dinning room.from the big Window behind the kitchen table where she had the best view of the street.every day she would stand there and look out.waiting for daddy little blue car To come around the corner while mummy set the table behind her.every day he would flash his headlights at her,and she would shout "daddy's home!"and run giggling to hide under a blanket or the kitchen table. but her daddy hadn't came home. Minute's, Hours pass no sign of daddy's little blue car to flash his headlights at her.
