Chapter 4

"Hi Aunt Leslie." I said. "May I come in?" She motioned. "Thanks for visiting sweetie. But why?" She asked. "I needed a place to stay." I answered. "Why is that? Don't you have your parents?" She asked. "No. Not anymore." I said. "They have been drinking. And I can't stay. Can I stay here?" "No. You need to go to the GPC. The Girls Protection Center. It's no secret if its real. But it is a secret of where it is." She answered. "I don't want to go." I said. "Your parents will be brought there. They will be tested and refocused on jobs and you. After that, you will go home." She promised me.