Snippet #2451331

Leia turned from her window and opened the door quickly, her bell jingling along the way. "Hello sir, can I help you?" She was new and heard that there was a new owner. This man was human. But his intimidating height reminded her of Daddy. She almost quivered at how intimidating he looked, but stopped herself. "Are you the new owner, sir?" The question flowed off her tongue before she could hold it in. She immediately looked at the ground, expecting a slap on her face, or worse. She gulped and hoped for the best, but no tears ran down her face. She had learned crying got her nowhere in life. The old owner hurt her many times and she had bruises on her face for it. Luckily, the old owner never hurt the child. He would threaten to, but never hurt the child inside her.