• As Sam walked down the stairs the boy turned around. The boy looked like a glass doll. He had blond hair that was as white as the snow. His skin was flawless and beautiful like someone had carved it from marble. He had tan colored skin and the most lovely amber eyes. Sam almost tripped down the stairs as her eyes stay glued on the boy.
    " Havn't any one taught you that staring at people is rude." The boy said in the most gentle voice she ever heard.
    " No. But then again I don't have any parents." Sam said looking at the floor.
    " Sorry to hear that. If theres anything I can do to help you can ask." The boy said as he took a seat on the couch.
    " How are you?" Sam said as she pulled up a chair and sat in it.
    " My name is Alex and this is my brothers house." Alex said.
    " How did I get here," Sam said," How did you find me?"
    " My brother and I were sitting next to the fireplace when we heard a nosie," Alex said taking Sam's hand," I went outside and saw you laying on the ground. You looked like an angel with the moon shinning on your face. I carried you inside and had my maid change your clothes." Alex sat back to hear what Sam was going to say.
    " Ok. But why did you do that? Don'tyou know that the cops are looking for me?" Sam asked.
    " Well in that case why do the cops want you?" Alex asked with a smrik that was growing.
    " I ran away from my foster parents and now they have the cops looking for me. If i get caught then they are going to send me back to my foster parents." Sam said looking at the ground once more with tears running down her face.