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Matt stepped out of the bus, all his possessions on him. He sighed, those kids deserved what they'd got. Matt looked up at the large building before him. "So this is Sunny Hill." he said aloud to know one in particular. The bus's door hissed closed and the bus slowly accelerated down the road. Matt bent down and lifted his heavy suitcase with ease. He flicked his hair out of his face and slowly trod up the steps towards the large, foreboding door. He extended his free arm and rung the dirty doorbell. This place looked nowhere near as nice as his previous orphanage. Anyway, better make a good first impression; one kid at his last orphanage had came in with snot dripping from his nose. Needless to say he earned a bad reputation for that. He stood flicking through the songs on his iPod, waiting for someone to answer the door.