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graft taking, lucky enough it did. I would have hated going through that again. I’m back at the hospital in two weeks, I’m going to see the doctor and hopefully he will say I’m fit to resume all vigorous activities because at the moment I’m restricted until the grafts heal.
    It’s weird being home. I haven’t been home in four years, ever since I went to basic training. Yeah I came back to New York, but never home. I couldn’t, the pain was too much for me, it was the reason I joined the Army. My Mom, not the addict, the woman who found me, Lydia Dallas, she was my angel when I needed her. She died three months before my 18th birthday. I took it hard, she was my saviour and now she’s gone. My dad has been amazing, has been since the day Lydia brought me home.
     
    Walking into this massive house, it is so clean. I don’t want to touch anything and I don’t want to dirty anything, which makes people mad. Then Lydia speaks. “Honey, where are you?” it is the next voice that has my whole body freezing, my eyes darting around the room looking for an escape.
    “Lydia, what’s wrong?” It is so deep and booming, I can’t help but start to shake. I feel Lydia touch my shoulder and rub her hand through my hair, but it’s not calming me, there are loud, heavy footsteps heading towards us.
    “Steven Dallas don’t you dare raise your voice.” She keeps her voice low but it is direct, an order. Suddenly he is there, this big giant and I can’t breathe, I’m scared.
    “Lydia, what on earth?” He has a scary look on his face. I press closer to her.
    “Now Steven, you need to hear me out, but first you need to call a doctor, the poor girl is bleeding.”
    He looks at me then at Lydia, “Fine, but you owe me an explanation.” He stomps off.
    Lydia brings me upstairs and into the bathroom, she runs a bath and puts me into it. She washes me, I can’t remember the last time someone washed me. She washes my hair while singing softly. I’ve never heard this song before, but her voice sounds magical. She looks at me smiling, “Sophia, do you know what I’m singing?” I shake my head, I’m sad she’s stopped singing, no one has ever sung to me before. “There is a television program called Friends, and it’s their theme song. It’s called “I’ll Be There for You.” She starts singing again, I start to relax. Once she finishes washing me, she dries me and puts me in a t-shirt. “I’ll get you some clothes tomorrow, this will do for tonight.”
    Then she brings me downstairs, where the man she called Steven is with another man. Steven stands up and starts to walk towards us, I start shaking again. I dart behind Lydia and cry. I hear him say, “I’m not going to hurt you, we just want to make sure you’re okay.” Lydia picks me up, puts me on her hip and says.
    “Sophia, meet my husband Steven, Steven meet Sophia. Sophia, he will never hurt you, I promise.”
    “Hello Sophia, it’s nice to meet you.” He sticks out his hand and I flinch back, his eyes darken and his jaw seems to tighten, I’m shaking again.
    “Sophia, I promise sweetie, Steven will never hurt you.” Lydia says while trying to soothe me.
    I take a deep breath, “Hi.” I say in a small voice. His face lights up and he smiles, showing a hole in his cheek. I smile back, he doesn’t look as scary with the hole in his cheek.
    The other man in the room comes forward and talks to me, “Hi Sophia, I’m Dr, Ford. But you can call me Elliot. Is it okay if I look at you? I need to clean up your cut and make sure it doesn’t need stitches.”
    I look up at Lydia, she’s smiling, she looks down at me and nods. Elliot comes near me and I tense up. He starts lifting my leg and looking at it. All of a sudden I’m moving. I’m at the sofa and Elliot is standing over me. I don’t like it. I start to shake, when I feel a hand stroking my hair trying to calm me. I look up, it’s Steven, I just stare at him. Lydia comes over to me with a