The gardener was trimming the hedge when I plunged headfirst into the bushes. I rolled onto the mat he had laid out for resting. The gardener let out a piercing scream. Thanks to the bushes and mat cushioning my fall, I ended up with only a dislocation and a fracture. It wasn't fatal. I lay in the hospital as my grandfather, Terry Fleet, came down hard on my parents, Carter and Tiffany. "It clearly states in the files from the adoption center that this child mimics everything!"Did you even read her file before bringing her home?" My brother, Bentley, sneered. "Is that even a real thing? She's probably just faking it." "Faking it?" My grandmother, Ruby, shot Bentley an angry look. "If you hadn't taken her out when she was three, she never would have been kidnapped! She wouldn't be dealing with these issues now!"Bentley pouted. Tiffany smiled apologetically. "Mom, Dad, the whole copycat condition doesn't make much sense. London, on the other hand, has been d
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