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Gram Williams was a 22 yr old male, tall with black hair and dark-brownish eyes. He lived in a medium sized house 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms something nice if their was a family of four living there. But unfortunately it was only him which made the house so big and empty for him. He was a nice enough man, always talking to co-workers and helping them out whenever they needed his help and just all around trying to create a more friendly-like environment. He was a computer technician which meant whenever someone needed a computer part replaced or maybe help with upgrading their computer he was the one of the ones that got sent out to resolve the issues and or just advise on what would be best for that particular persons needs.

 

He also had a degree in IT-Solutions with an emphasis on network engineering. He had graduated from university with a pretty solid GPA and no student loans to pay back either. Recently he had been talking to one of his fellow co-workers as they had brought their daughter in for "take your daughter to work day" and he had asked his fellow co-worker "Man, how much fun as well as responsibility is it to raise a child of your own? I mean i can imagine it must get pretty stressful sometimes with all the things children do" to which the co-worker replied "Its fun but also very hard work, but if you can find the child that you love and are willing to commit you will have a perfect relationship and fun memories with them" he said.

This conversation had stuck with him ever since that day and he had started to research how to properly take care of a child so that he didnt get the child taken away by protective services. After all he didnt wanna make the goverment think he was incapable of taking care of a child because he could. Once all the researching had been done he began to start child-proofing the house so that when the child in question was gonna explore the house they didnt get into anything that might hurt them badly.

 

Once all the preparation was done he then began the lengthy process of filling out and applying to be a foster parent. In the application he made sure to state that he didnt want a teenager as he had heard from some of his co-workers teens were a lot more difficult to deal with then children as they required more independence, plus he would rather raise a young innocent child then have to raise a stubborn, thinks he/she knows-it-all teenager. After months of waiting he received a call from a social worker and after chatting with her he agreed to meet the social worker at a local foster home so that they could go through the final steps of the process faster.

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Mary is a young seven year old girl who has seen nothing but pain, damage, neglect, and abuse in her life. Her drunk parents would lock her in a dark basement for long periods of time to go do God knows what. She was always being screamed at to the point where her eardrums were busted and this has been going on for so long that she has a hard time talking. Eventually social services came and took her from the home when the neighbors called the police on her parents and now she's sitting in a strange place cold, alone, and scared

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Gram was nervous for sure, he didn't even know what the child would be like when he got to the center, he didn't know if she would be a nice little girl who just wanted to please daddy or one of those girls that were bad and had to be punished all the time meaning that she would never get to do fun things all the time. The suspense and the nervousness was killing him, he needed to calm down regardless because he couldn't be this nervous around his child, because what if she picked up on it and became nervous too, he couldn't let her be nervous about him, not when he was so excited that he was gonna finally be able to take a little girl home and raise her in a non-abusive home that would give her a different experience then what she had experienced in her previous home.

He drove to the center and then parked, giving himself a few minutes to come down off his non-logical adrenaline-rush. Once he felt like he was calmed down enough he went into the center since the door seemed to be wide-open at the moment and talked to the lady at the front desk and was directed to one of the offices to speak with the social worker who was already waiting there for him.

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Someone came to Mary telling her that she is getting a new daddy and going to a new home. She was scared because her only other daddy was well......him.....so she dragged her feet a bit as she was taken down the hall. The bright sun shining through the windows was nothing but blinding to her so she started crying softly to herself as she pulls her hood up over her messy hair. To sheild her eyes 

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As Gram talked with the social worker at length about the child he was gonna be adopting, a few surprising things came up, that she has a couple of special conditions that he needed to be extra attentive to which were that she had a very high light sensitivity where if she stared at a light for too long or was exposed to one that was really bright, her eyes would start to hurt and she would get a headache, the other was that she didn't like anything that was too loud, this was due to a sensitivity to loud noises and would cover her ears if something got too loud because it hurt her ears. With that in mind, the social worker advised him to get light bulbs that wouldn't hurt her eyes and to not let the tv get any higher than 30 on the volume level, the social worker also advised that she should not have anything near her when she slept that made really loud noises.

As he saw the child come into the room, he was surprised that she was wearing a hood over her eyes, but then again he guessed that this was the light sensitivity the social worker had mentioned and with that in mind and barely keeping his voice above what the social worker had recommended he greeted her "Hello there, sweetheart, what's your name? My name is Gram and I'll be taking care of you." He told her sweetly in the voice and waited for her to acknowledge what he had said. 

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Mary didn't even look the man she now knew as Gram in the eyes. She just kept her head down she also did not talk much. She wasn't mute but she had a hard time talking to new people or people in general. Sh just walked up to the man waiting for him to hit her. It luckily never comes but it can come at any moment in her mind.

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He watched as she came up to him and while he wasn't gonna hit a little girl, he could understand why she would think he was gonna hit her, especially from the family she had been rescued from. God, it made him shiver just to think of all the terrible things that they had done to this poor, sweet and innocent child, he was gonna do better, he had to do better, for her sake more than anything. "Are you ready to go and see your new home?" He asked her as he thanked the social worker and stood up ready to leave and wanted to be sure that she would follow him, he knew she wasn't a mute, just scared, after all, he had once been in the same position she was in right now, though minus the special needs stuff, but that was trivial honestly and nothing that she could change even if she wanted to.

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She followed behind him keeping a bit of a distance but not too far because she is afraid he is gonna yell at him. The sun is up and out without a cloud in the sky so she keeps her head down so it doesn't get in her eye and she slowly makes it over to Gram and his car.  Cars passing by the building on the road zoomed by some honking their horns which acare her and makes her hold her ears and squat down trying to hide.

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Once he got out to the road and turned around to see his daughter kneeling down and covering his ears and he guessed it was because the noises of the horns were scaring her, which he quickly went over and picked her up while comforting her and then brought her to the car putting her inside the quiet car and getting in himself and making sure to have her cover her ears as the engine starts and then drives off before turning on some music for her at level 3 on the volume dial so that she can hear it and not be scared by it.

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She felt a bit better once she was inside the car. The music wasn't bad but she was trapped in her own thoughts that she didn't really listen to the music. She kept wondering what will happen now? Who is this man? What will he do to her? Will she have to go back to her parents? It was all making her more and more scared so she curled up in the seat and put her head into her knees. Her bladder was alos becoming an issue but she does not notice due to her being so scared.

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Gram continued to drive, not really keeping as much track of the way his daughter was acting at the moment as he should have been if he had then he would have noticed her keeping her head in her lap and looking like she was scared of something which would most likely be him. He knew it was gonna be rough, but he hoped it wouldn't get any worse, and even if it did, he would work through the problem and make her happy and he would finally get to see her nice smile, though one thing was for sure, he was either gonna have to go to the store or order clothes for her, and since he didn't really know what her sizes were, he had to guess at what would fit her and what would not fit her, he also had to remember to get her some food that she would like, but even then he didn't know what she liked to eat and what she didn't like to eat.

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There also is the matter of school which she hasn't attended since ber pre-school days because parents just stopped caring to take her. She doesn't know how to read or write. She honestly doesn't know how to count. It's to the point that she doesn't know how to write her name or be able to tell how old she is. The social workees had to search for her birth certificate because they knew she wasn't  three like she said she was.

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There were so many things he had to figure out and organize, as he was thinking and driving, he couldn't help but think about maybe enrolling her in a home-school course where a teacher could come over to the house and teach her, that way she would never be scared about the outside world and that she would be able to have more attention given to her by the school teacher. Though there was also the fact that she probably didn't have any friends and he knew it was important for kids, especially little girls to have friends, social interaction was very important in a child's development in the long run, even if they didn't know it was. Soon enough after about an hour of driving they finally reached the house and pulled into the driveway, as he parked and turned off the car, he couldn't help but wonder if she needed to pee, since it was a pretty long trip between the orphanage and his house.

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Her bladder was filled to the brim she was too scared though to ask to be taken to the potty. That even brought back bad memories about her parents getting frustrated with her if she wet and leaked her diaper and yelling at her to tell them when she had to go and when she tells them they would yell at her to give them a moment so that they can be able to get some piece even though she hadn't been bothering them. She just kept her head low and her mouth shut but it was already too late. She was so busy reminiscing that she was already walked inside of the house and is now wetting herself. She looked up to Gram with a terrified look in her eyes. "I-I'm sorry! I'll clean it up i promise! Please don't get the belt!" She begged and began crying out of absolute fear.

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He turned around to let her know that he was gonna give her a guided tour of the house when he saw her pants get darker and darker and a puddle forming around her and he put two and two together and heard her sobbing and begging not to be hit and punished for something that couldn't be helped. Had her parents been this bad to her when she had tried to ask to be taken so she could go pee in the toilet? Man, this was gonna be a lot harder than he had initially assumed but for now, he had to focus on comforting her and then getting her cleaned up and into some fresh clothes. "Sweetheart, I'm not mad at you for having a potty accident, you couldn't help it and I tell you that potty accidents are no one's fault okay? You don't have to be punished for something that cant be controlled. Come here, it's alright, I promise we'll get everything sorted out and then you will feel a lot better okay? Do you like bubble baths? I'll give you a bubble bath so that you can be all nice and squeaky clean and then get put in some nice clean clothes that aren't gross and icky." He told her as he hugged her comfortingly and hoped she understood that he was not mad at her and that he would do everything he could to take care of her.

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She didn't know what to do she was scared and confused and didn't know what a bubble bath was. She just instinctively hugged him back as she cried and cried and even wrapped her legs around him to be picked up. She just did it not knowing why she just didn't want another beating or to be thrown back into the basement.

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He soon picked her up and brought her into the bathroom and set her down for a moment as he started the water and added a bubble bath soap to the water and let the water fill while he attended to his little girl and started with her shirt, asking her to lift her arms up so that he could take her shirt off and then once her shirt was off, he had her spread her legs so that he could unbutton her pants and then pull them down and take off her undies and pants before he would place her inside the bubbly water and if she wanted to play in the water, he would allow her to do so. He wanted to give her as many chances as she could to be a big girl, but he had to wonder if that first accident was a sign of many more to come before he would have to put some diapers or pull-ups on her so that she could at least not feel as bad whenever she had an accident. 

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She just sat there. Her cries have surprisingly not led to more beatings and the water in the tub felt nice. She was slowly calming down until she was down to sniffles. She holds up the bubbles wondering what is this weird stuff on her it didn't have a smell to it and it felt pretty funny. She was honestly tempted to taste the stuff having the common sense of a three year old she thought nothing of it.

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As the bubbles were being held in her hand, the bubble popped, making a popping sound and disappearing which would have made her upset because it was a loud noise when it did, which would have surprised her. But it could also have a positive effect on her when it popped, it could have filled her head with wonder and excitement because it was something fun. But regardless of whatever was going on, Gram decided to let her play for a while before he started to wash her body and noticed all the scars and bruises but didn't mention them and washed her gently until she was clean and then would let her play for a while longer before he would let her out of the tub and into a nice and fluffy towel.

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The popping of the bubble was suprise to her at first but not too bad she messed around with them some more and she flinched when he started washing her but slowly let it happen after she figured no pain was coming she popped another bubble but the soap got into her eye and she started crying and rubbing her eyes

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As he was washing her and she was playing, he saw the bubble pop and the soap hit her open eyes and she started crying and rubbing her eyes which would make it worse for her and he quickly reacted by taking some water in his hands and splashing it on her face to get the soap off and then slowly opened each eye and splashed some water on the irritated eye and once the crisis was averted and she seemed to be normal again he continued on with washing her.

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She was now scared to mess with the......what did Gram call them?....."buhbuhs?" That sounded about right. Anyway she didn't want to play with them anymore so she just sat there as he cleaned her off. She honestly had to admit it felt pretty good soon she was being rinsed off and stood up.

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Once she was cleaned up he picked her up out of the water and wrapped a nice and fluffy towel around her body before picking her up again and bringing her to see her new room, luckily he had her stuff already downstairs and had already bought clothes beforehand that he thought would fit her but he could be wrong and placed her down in the room, he had also made sure that the room wasn't gonna overwhelm a little girl if she saw it.

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Mary is tired and hungry she has had a rough....life and she is starting to feel the slightest bit of comfort between the bath and the fluffy towel not to mention Gram carrying her it made her feel like she could just pass out and everything would maybe be just fine...maybe.

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He soon put her down in the room and started to get clothes to dress her in and soon enough he had her changed and brought her downstairs before placing her in a chair and going to make her something quick to eat. While he made her something to eat, he handed her a sippy cup of juice and let her drink that while he prepared the food and soon was done and cut it up in case she didn't know how to cut it up herself and placed it in front of her to eat. 

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