~*~A little boy with black hair sits in the attic of a very old house in the country. The house sat next to another old house. They were the only two in the area. It was late afternoon and the air was chilled. Blood drips from his lip and his eye is as black as the night. A little girl climbs up a tree and into the open window in the corner of the attic. She runs to his side embracing him. She sits comforting the hurt boy.
"It's going to be OK, Ryo. Hush now. Don't cry." she said. When she spoke he looked up. His good eye red from crying.
"Kit, I have to go away. The police found out about my Uncle. They took him away for good."
"When are you leaving?"
"Right now. They're taking me to another orphanage. I don't want to go to another house where the kids think I'm weird. They never even talk to me."
"Ryo, don't be scared. I'm sure this home will be much different."
The orphanage coordinator then came up and picked up Ryo and took him down stairs. She put him in the car and then drove away.
"I will never let you get hurt again, Ryo." she wispered to no one. "You are my family and I will fight for you. I will see you again someday. Until then hang in there." Kit sat and thought for a long while before she finally went home.~~
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