Emily looked out of her window waiting. She clutched onto her bear. The one her mother brought her for her birthday, the day of the accident. That day was forever playing in her small mind. The flashing lights. The loud bang of the two cars colliding. Then the sirens on the ambulance. It all happened so quickly. It seemed like seconds later she was sitting in a hospital bed being told her Mummy and Daddy had gone to live with the angels.   

Ever since that day nothing had been the same. Emily was put in a children's home. Forced to leave her home, where she had spent the whole 4 years of her life. Nothing felt right anymore. She never wanted to play or speak. She just ate, slept and waited. Now here comes the big question. What was she waiting for? Unfortunately this is a question I can't answer because truth is even Emily didn't know. She wasn't waiting for her parents to come back, like a lot of the children in the home. No. She knew they where gone. She knew she wouldn't see them again.

“Emily!” Emily turned around to find Mrs Daniels the social worker standing by the door. Mrs Daniels dealt with many children like Emily that refused to speak after becoming orphaned. She understood and never pressured Emily to talk. Maybe this is why Emily found her so comfortable to be around. “We have some visitors coming today. The other children are helping to tidy the house. I'll help you get changed out of your jammies. Then I need you to help too. Okay?” Emily nodded taking hold of Mrs Daniels hand.

Together they walked towards the bedroom that Emily shared with three other little girls. Emily sat on her bed staring down at the floor, deep in thought, as Mrs Daniels raided her wardrobe pulling out a little brown dress and a floral pink long sleeved t-shirt for her to wear.  

They had visitors often at the childrens home. The carerers nerer told them, but every one of the children knew that the visitors are people, who where coming to find a child to take home with them. Although it had only been seven months since the incident, Emily has had to incounter the many different visitors. Watching as all the other children got taken away. No one wanted a child that wouldn't talk, but Emily didn't care. 

"Right there you go." Mrs Daniels dusted down the dress she had just dressed Emily in.  "Now if only you smiled, you would look just like a princess." Emily looked up at Mrs Daniels blankly. She didn't feel like smiling. Grabbing the paw of her teddy she went down the stairs to grab a cloth and start cleaning, avoiding any of the rooms with other children in.