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It was the end of another long day at the orphanage where me and my big sister Bella were living. It was bedtime now and all the other children and I were dressed in our nightgowns. Mrs. Cope was one of the ladies that worked at the orphanage and watched over us. She was very sweet, and we all liked her a lot. There was also Mrs. Volturi; no one liked her. She was mean and hateful to us.
Once we got upstairs, we got on our knees and said our prayers.
"Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. God bless Mrs. Volturi. God bless Mrs. Cope, and God bless the trustees. Please make us good children forever and ever, Amen," we all prayed.
Once our prayers were said, we climbed into our beds and said goodnight to Mrs. Cope, who turned out the lights and left us for the night. Once the lights were out, I thought of something else I wanted to pray about so I got on my knees beside my bed again. I folded my hands under my chin, closed my eyes and began to pray again.
"God bless my sister Bella; Amen. Please take very good care of my duck and my pony. Please see that they don't get pumonia," I prayed.
I stopped when I heard my pony whinny outside. I got up and looked out the window. There was my pony outside in the pouring rain. I named him Spunky. He was solid black and I loved him so. I knocked on the window to get his attention. He was a trained pony, and understood my hand motions. I motioned for him to come to the door, so he did. Me and some of the other girls went to the door and let him inside. He was soaking wet as we led him upstairs to our room. He shook himself off and sprinkled me with water too. That made us all giggle.
While we were in the hall, we heard Mrs. Cope getting up. The other girls ran upstairs and I hid with Spunky under the stairs until Mrs. Cope was gone. I ran back upstairs an got in bed; Spunky followed me.
"Spunky," I said as he walked over to me.
The other girls gathered around and were giggling loudly. I put my finger to my lips and shushed them.
"Shhh, you'll get me in trouble," I told them.
I began drying Spunky off.
"What you need...Spunky, is a hot lemonade," I told him.
That made the girls giggle loudly again. I was afraid we were going to get caught.
"Will you be quiet?" I asked them as I continued to dry Spunky off.
"Spunky, do you like the superintendent?" I asked him.
He hook his head no.
"Do you like Mrs. Cope?" I asked and he nodded yes.
"Do you like the trustees?" I asked and she shook his head no.
"Do you like me, Spunky?" I asked and he nodded yes.
I wrapped hy arms around him and hugged him.
It had taken me awhile to get to sleep last night, but I finally made it. I could have sworn I kept hearing the children moving around and talking. I thought I also heard other noises, but when I had looked, I didn't see anything. I settled down and fell asleep.
The next morning, I awoke to a beautiful day. I got up and dressed for the day. I was in front of the mirror adjusting the bun on the back of my head, when Mrs. Volturi knocked and entered my room.
"Oh good morning, ," she said upon entering.
"Good morning," I said returning her greeting.
I know the children thought her to be hard and mean woman, but she really did have heart under her hard exterior.
"Nothing must be allowed to go wrong today. Absolutely nothing; the trustees are visiting us today. I want to make the best impression possible, especially on our newest and wealthiest trustee, Mr. Edward Masen," she explained.
I had not a clue who she was talking about until she held out the morning paper. There on the front page was a picture of our newest benefactor. His father had passed away and left him his entire estate.
"You see there, Mr. Masen is our richest trustee and he's coming here today for the first time. If he's really pleased with what he sees, I believe he will double his donation to us for the upcoming year," she said excitedly.
"Oh, how wonderful!" I exclaimed.
"Exactly!" she replied.
Looking at the time, it was seven a.m.; it was time to call the children to get up. I made my way to their dorm room.
Upon entering the girls room, I was surprised to find little Elizabeth Swan's pony in one of the beds. I made my over to Elizabeth's bed and sat down.
She was a sweet child but very precocious She was only 5 years old while her sister Bella was 18. Both girls had come to the orphanage about two years ago. Their parents had been killed in an automobile accident and left their children with no family,so they became wards of the state. Bella being old enough to be on her own works at the orphanage. She doesn't want to be separated from her sister, so she earns her keep by doing chores. She's a very sweet and lovely girl also.