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Hey my name is Sunny, and I am in the foster care system. My foster care mom is Rita. She is OK but a total health freak. I have a twin sister. We were separated when my mom died . Im going on a trip to find her at my old childhood house. I've changed my hair color so no one will recognize me. Im leaving when Rita leaves for work
While I was eating at a local fast food restaurant, I found a dog sitting behind the bush. I threw him some food and when I was done eating I started to leave and the dog started following me. I decided that I needed a friend on my journey so I kept him. I named him Snickers
While I was waiting for the bus, a siren rang out and when I turned around I saw a massive tornado! I ran with Snickers to shelter and after it was over I got a ride with the red cross to a shelter and after I stayed the night, I got a ride with a taxi driver to the small town I used to live in.
I had finally made it to my old house and when i got there, all i saw was a cranky guy wanting me to get off his property. When i started to leave a neighbor told me that my sister was in a house a block away. So i left and when i got to the house I said that i am Starr's sister and they rushed me inside and called Starr down. She didn't believe that I was her sister. She didn't remember me....I called Rita to tell her that i was OK
Starr came home the other day with a certificate saying that she won a poetry contest. Ive ready alot of poems so I decided to read it. I could have sworn that ive seen her poem somewhere. I went down to the local library so look and i found it! She stole it! Later that night i went into her room to talk to her and she admitted that she stole the poem and that she didnt want me to stay here anymore and either did I so I called Rita and she got me a plane ticket home
Im happy to be at a place that I can call home with someone that loves me. My hair is going back to normal and me and Starr are talking a little through email but we dont really have that sister bond. With the help of many people i got to meet my twin who i havent seen in 9 years,and even if she doesnt remember me....we are still twins.
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