My name is Caroline Madison. Im 5 years old and I live in the London orphanage. It all started when I was born. My mom died a week after my birth. My dad took me home and ever since I can remember he abused me. I didn't know anything but the pain. One day , a week before my 4 birthday, my dad was beating me. A neighbor heard my screams and called the police. They took me away from my dad and he went to jail. When I went to the orphanage it was scary. I didn't talk to people and would sit alone. No one wanted to talk to me anyway. They would pick on me and say nobody wanted me. But someone did. They would be here one day. A mummy and daddy just for me. They would love me and take care of me. Maybe they would have a dog. I loved dogs. But no one came. Every adoption day I would sit in my chair and try to smile. But then big men would try to talk to me and I'd cry. They might hurt me like my old dad. They would walk away and pick a different girl. It wasn't my fault I was scared. Maybe someday I can find a home. Maybe.

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