Redwood's Home for Orphans

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"John Martini Doe, get over here this instant," said the older woman.
"Yes, Mrs. Redwood," I said. Then I reluctantly walked over to her.
"Why did Jane over here start crying to me that you said that she's never going to leave this orphanage, just because you're 14-"
"That's just it," I interrupt," I'm still here after 14 years, I barely even have an education, she's seven, she should learn to deal with reality already."

That's it Doe, go to your room, you're not eating," she screamed at me.

"It's barely a room, it's more of a cupboard," I yelled back heading through my door.

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When I woke up the next morning everybody was running around and quiet plus there were cops everywhere. I went up to a cop and asked, "Why are you here?''
"Got report of a dead woman, now scram kid.''
As I left I caught site of Mrs. Redmond on the floor dead, only strange thing is that she now had pure white hair.

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