(O.O I like how you put a twist on things XD)
Mel casually opened her front door, if you would call a dirty old piece of wood a door, and stepped inside her relatively clean..but small home where five of her seven siblings ran up to her and hugged her tight.
"Where were you?" Louisa, her 8 year old sister asked?
"You are late!" followed her 5 year old brother Nicholas (Hey thats my bro's name XD!)
"Did you bring the food? Did it get here safely?" her slightly chubby 10 year old sister Lindsay asked.
"The food is fine," Melissa assured. She made her way into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Her mother was working late at the local fruit shop and was too busy to make dinner herself.
Mel opened the small fridge she had found and fixed up with her father...back when he had still lived with her. Melissa longed for the days when she too, had a dad.