I looked down at the baby. She looked a lot like her mom with piercing green eyes. Her hair was just a bit darker and more red. I walked to the baby room of the orphanage. She, the baby, stayed perfectly quite the whole time, I was surprised. I placed her in one of the cribs in the baby room. I took the crumpled piece of paper from her hand. I opened the note and read what it said.
The little girl you've been holding is my baby, Leenor. Right now, I just can't take care of her and before I can I need to get my life back on track. I hope that when I am in the place that I want to be, I will find her or she will find me, just we will find each other. I just love her so much. Treat her well, please.
-Mariah
I folded the letter up. When I looked back down into the crib, Leenor was fast asleep. The letter interested me, saddened me, and left with a lot of questions. Should I ever give this letter to Leenor? Obviously her mother wants her to find her someday. Oh, I just didn't know.
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Hey Marina this is really good, and sad :'( . I like this entry because you describe the story very well. I can't wait until the next chapter!
I Really liked your entry because it triggered many complex emotions in me.
I like this story becuse it makes me want to hear the rest of the story. I wait to read more.
I really liked this story because it makes me eager to know what is going to happen next.
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