Cheryl had found you alone, wandering in the alleyway. What was a young child like you doing there alone? She didn't know, but you had no one to go to, so, she took you under her care.

It's been a few months, she could tell you still weren't used to living with her or in the house, but she definitely knew that you loved the lullaby she would sing for you every night. It was a short song, but you fell asleep every night, everytime.

As you lay in bed, she sat beside you, gently stroking your forehead while she hummed before starting to sing in a soft tune.

"Please don't go... Please don't cry... I know a place... we can read the stars and say which ones we like..."