“Foster?” Said a sweet little voice.
    “Yes Aria?”
    “Can I ask you something?”
    “Yeah go ahead?”
    “Do you amor me?” Her voice almost sounded weak and worn.
    “I amor you to the Moon and back and to the star’s above!” He made costa to smile when he said it to make her fell happy.
    “Can I ask you another thing Foster?” She grabbed his head as he sat seguinte to her bed.
    “Shore.”
    “Why do I look like this?” Her voice began to sound broken and teary. “Why am I so weak and pale and why do I have to be in a wheelchair?” Tears began to form in her eyes as she squeezed his hand.
    Foster could still think of the first time he saw Aria. He was 13 years old and he heard crying come from down stairs and there she was sitting in a basket with a note. She was so pale and small like a baby doll. When she saw Foster she stopped crying and smiled. And that’s when he knew he would have to save her.
    “Aria things happen for reasons and you were made like this because even though your like this your strong an when people see you they see you as a beautiful happy little girl who gives them hope. Your there angle Aria, and I don’t want you to think anything different then that okay?” He looked into her eyes which were milky and foggy, they were filled with tears.
    Foster knew that Aria wasn’t like other girls her age, Aria had Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. When his mother was murdered and his father was in between wife's he meant this women named Eliza and she was Aria’s real mother. Eliza had a problem with drinking and when someone’s pregnant there not so posted to drink but Eliza didn’t listen she was an Alcoholic. So Aria was born with Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. Fetal Alcohol Syndrome damages the brain and nervous in the body. It also in Aria’s case stopped her bones from growing right and making her disabled, she also has a poor memory at some points and she’s almost blind, but this worst thing is her behavior at some point’s because she can’t control it even at age seven.
    “Really Foster?” Her voice began to lighten up.
    “Really!” He smiles again but this time he means it.
    “But, what about father? Why doesn’t he come see me anymore?” He tell that she really wanted to know why but Foster didn’t know how to answer the question.
    “Aria I don’t know why?” His voice sounded like a old record because she always ask that same question.
    “But why doesn’t he talk me or see me or ask if I’m okay?!” Her voice begin to sound worried.
    “Aria I don’t know!” He yelled in anger. He look over and saw tears in her eyes begin to drip down. “Aria I’m sorry to yell at you but I really don’t know, so can we just drop that now?” His voice sounded sweet and quite.
    “Okay Foster, I amor you.” She stopped and smile then Foster joined in. “I amor you to the Moon and back and the stars above, And nothing can keep us apart nothing at all. Together forever to death of last breathes I amor you!” Foster leaded in and gave her a kiss on the forehead and said quietly.
    “Goodnight Aria.” He walk out of the room and shut off the lights and left her there to sleep and dream...