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I never knew that I would be able to have my way for once. Gulping the lump of fear in my throat, I led myself to the courtyard where the car was prepared. “ My lady allow me to come with you!” I sounded oddly annoyed. “I see no particular reason for you to escort me” he was flustered. Which was a unique trait to be found in the robotic butler of the house. “Because I know where he is”. Unlike Sylvester the driver drove at a moderate speed. The car swiftly drove through an unfamiliar path. Ironically I was familiar with only one path. The signs at the foot path all pointed at one building. Someone as forced shut as me was also aware of the place. A police station. Was dealing with thugs now. As the car parked Sylvester opened the door for me, you see the little tension between his eyebrows. He led me to an office where office. Sylvester went along with the officer that seemed to be the owner if the office. The clock ticked by when a female officer entered the room. Her hair were tightly formed in a low hair bun which caused the borderline of her face to be extremely prominent. She was smiling from ear to ear. The points of her lips might have teared through the border of her face if they. Why was she smiling, did something good happen to her?  She caught me staring. “ hmm is there something on my face?” I was taken aback by the sudden comment. “ No ..... it just why are you .... smiling “. Her smiling eyes opened to express the shock she felt. Maybe I shouldn’t have asked. “ Oh my I only heard rumours but guess it is true” she mumbled to herself making me unable to understand. “ It is good ethics to great people with a smile “ It was quite odd cause I only got cold stares and robotic responses back in the mansion. Their stares would easily convey “ when will she die..... should I just poison her.....what a nuisance “ The officer placed a plate in front of me that displayed huge chocolate chip biscuit and reached for the mini fridge at the corner and brought out a box of flavoured milk. “ And I am quite fond of kids” she ended the sentence giving her pointed edged smile. Why was she telling me that? Does she have a lot of kids. You could that it was almost an eternity since I saw so much sugar in one place. “ My name is Amanda Lawrence may I know your name”. How should I response what should I add in my introduction? “ M My name is Rosella Woodwork and my age is 21”. She once again opened her smiling eyes. Did I do something wrong again. “ My you look quite young for your age”. She restored her look and gestured me towards the over flowing sugars. Its not that I never ate cookies or biscuits. I was given special costumed treats keeping in check my blood sugar levels. The treats were always plane and tasted  like dry flour with few specks of sugar. Was it alright if I tasted one? Was this the infamous devil’s temptation....... It should be alright if I let it slide once. My hands slowly aimed for the cookie. My brain was comforting me by saying “ one should be alright “. The tip of my cleanly trimmed nails touched the cookie. I could feel the hardness from. KNOCK KNOCK. My heart jumped out. The beeping sound again took over. Sylvester entered with his surprised look , he moved away the biscuits and came running for my  aid. 8964 copyright protection443ＰＥＮＡＮＡzbTDIlmAIm 維尼

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