After she stopped crying, she walked into her dorm and Kinsey had just changed into her pajamas.

"Hey. You miss your family don't you?" Kinsey asked.

"Yeah. Maybe talking with someone will help. Tell me about Lily and Hannah's family. What about yours?" Lucy asked.

"Ok. Hannah has a tough family. She was raised in Fargo, North Dakota. When she was nine, her mom was killed and her dad didn't want her. He sent her to her aunt and uncle here. Her aunt became sick, and died. Her uncle became very abusive and she was taken away to a foster home. Her foster parents let her run wild. Two years ago, Hannah had an abortion. She was into drugs and alcohol. Hannah had it rough," Kinsey replied.

"Wow. I had no idea," Lucy said, "What about Lily?"

"Lily had a normal life. She was the second of four children. She had an older sister, a younger sister, and a younger brother. Her parents made good money and taught the kids right from wrong. All of Lily's siblings are just as nice as she is. Now to my life. My mom didn't want me and I was adopted by two elderly people who I call my parents. I was the only child and was brought up as a Christian," Kinsey replied.

"I'll tell you about me. I was the middle child. I was left out of everything, and still am. I have great siblings. My older sister got into some trouble in her senior year, but other than that, we're all pretty good kids. There are seven of us. Four boys, three girls. My dad is a minister," Lucy said.

"Wow. I still can't get over it. You have six siblings," Kinsey said.

"Yeah. I know. I still have a feeling, though," Lucy replied.

"A feeling?" Kinsey asked.

"It's my little sister. I think she's going to make a fool of herself or something. It's nothing, really," Lucy replied. Kinsey looked at her.