[centre][b][color=fff200][h1]Niesha[/h1][/color][/b]

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[b]location:[/b] infirmary/courthouse building one[/centre]

Niesha nodded, although part of her knew she would always wonder if maybe there would have been a chance...clapping her hands to get the kids attention, she looked to Kristina, [color=fff200]"I know. I will"[/color] at least Sophie was safe. She chose a song, not expecting the kids to know it, but at least hoping to get their attention. When she sang, it was clear she had some talent, and with refining, she might have made a career out of it. As it was, her voice was raw, rough, but she felt there was some purity to it. 

[centre][color=fff200]"This world will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong
Who would have guessed it
I will not leave alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like it's not too late
It's never too late"[/color][/centre]

She didn't know why she cause that song. She didn't know if it truly had any right to be there, but...it seemed to her that it was never too late to keep going. To live. In this world, maybe it would give the children hope. Or maybe it was just because it was the only song she could remember. Maybe it would have been better to choose a song the kids would know, but she didn't remember any children's songs. And it wasn't like she could sing sponge bob. Or if you're happy and you know it. 

As the song finished, she looked over at the children. Right then, they were the future and everything they did, had to be for them. Which only made the fact that she had had to stop one from turning that much worse. She wanted to hunt down whoever had done it. Giving a soft sigh, she looked over to Kristina and said [color=fff200]"Do you know any stories from when you were a kid? Foster homes weren't really big on that"[/color]