"Bad dreams,
Bad dreams,
Go away,
Good dreams,
Good dreams,
Here to stay."
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" Grany?" I hurd a little girl's voice say as I approached a small cottage with white trims and beautiful flowers placed towards the yard. It was a small house. Not exactly miniscule, but big enough for two people to live in comfortabl.

As soon as I started moving closer to the house I saw what had to be me as a child riding my bike and ringing the bell as the grandmother stood near the white picked fence waving at me as I rode closer to the house. She then served me cookies on a warm plate and we would sit on the front porch. It was peacefull.

I remember seeing a black dog and how it lick at my face and threw a ball into my lap waiting for me to throw it into the yard so it could run after it.

Was this a memory?

I thought well still stuck in my dream. I turned to look at the woman's face hoping to recognize her but.... I didn't.

When I woke up I found a old woman siting at the edge of the bench I was on looking at me.

I sat up fast and checked around me to make sure there was no one else with us.

Of cores this looked strange to the old woman.

"Are you ok love?" The old woman asked as she looked at me all startled.

"Yes sorry." I said and started to get up but groaned as I tried to move. My body ached from sleeping on the hard wooden bench,

Serves me right!

"Good grief, did you sleep out her all night!?" The old woman said as she looked at me half in horror and half in pitty.

"I um..."

"Good heavens child. You poor thing. No one your age should be sleeping outside. Do you have anywhere to stay?"  She said looking at me in worry.

"Honestly miss I am fine, thank you." I said politely and got up but the girl just shook her head and graded the jacket I had placed on the bench that I had been using as a pillow because I most certainly had nothing else.

"Um what do you think your doing!?" I said before seeing the old lady turn around and laugh at me.

"What? Do you honestly think I'd let a girl like you stay out here on the streets? Oh no. Your coming with me! And don't think about running away. You wouldn't want an old woman like me running after you would you now?" The woman said and I shook my head.

"Why are you trying to help me? You don't even know me. What if I was bad?" I said and she turned and razed a eyebrow at me.

"Are you?" She asked me.

I shook my head.

"No, I didn't think so." She smiled and then motioned at me to follow her.

I ran up and walked along side the woman who had to be in her forties. I was most certain judging by the way she dressed and acted she had to be around forty-six years old to be exact.

"I'm Ms. Rivers but you can just call me Molly, and you are?"  She said posing beside a white car and sticking out her hand for me to shake it.

" It's nice to meet you Molly." I said smiling at her. "I'm ...um.... I.... I'm"

I looked over at the street sign infront of me.

St James's Park and Birdcage Walk

"My name is  Jane park." I said rather fast and smiled at Molly as she looked rather puzzled.

"Well it's nice to meet you Jane." Molly said ask she squinted her eyes at me. "So why don't we go get you something to eat? I bet your starving" She suggested and I shook my head.

I was about to say that I was ok. That was about a second before my stomach caved in on the word eat. Before I could open my mouth a rumble came from my stomach that made Molly chuchul.

"Food it is. I know a cute little dinner not so far from here."

"That would be perfect thank you."

"No problem sweet heart." Molly said and I shook my head.

"No really. Thank you! You have no idea how great full I am. We are complete strangers and yet your doing all this for me." I could never figure what it was that made Molly care to help me so much that day or what made her trust me as she did.

The woman was sweet and kind but had very little family. Some would think maybe she did it because she was lonely. But I knew for a fact that everyone in the area knew Molly and she was a very popular and bussy woman. So why she had time to take me in and treat me as her own was a misery to me.

After that first day Molly had let me stay in one of her gest bedrooms in her middle sized house not far from the park we met at. Then after that she decided that I would stay with her for a bit.

I kept waiting for Molly to kick me out, but she never did. She never knew I wasn't actully Jane Park or try to pry into my past. Never once did she ask me about anything really personal like family or such.

She gave me everything I had and expected nothing in return. She was like a mother to me and the sadest part is the fact that to me she was.

I knew nothing about my birth mother or any mother I had before my accident. She was all I had. And the day they took her away from me was a day I could never forget no mater what kind of accident I could go threw.