[ WP ] `` She stood there , staring deeply into her sister 's eyes , trying to understand why she had taken him away from her . ''

Amelia loved Richard. He was tall, buff, and handsome, and besides his gorgeousness, he was the kindest gentleman she had ever had. He was new in town, but Amelia felt as though they had been together forever. He had his own house too, which was pretty awesome. Amelia had helped him move in. Beds and tables and chairs, rugs and blankets and clothes. He had so much stuff! Amelia visited him daily for hours at a time; sometimes she visted him more than once a day! But today, Amelia had gone to Richard's house to find him gone. Nothing had been distrubed, but no matter where she looked, Amelia could not find Richard. She went to her sister, Natalie, to see if she had seen Richard; it was a small population after all. When Amelia went into Natalie's room, she stopped, dumbfounded. There, sitting on the floor with Natalie was Richard. Furious, Amelia demanded, 
 
 `` Why did you take him? He's mine!'' 
 
 Natalie quickly stood up, and retorted, 
 
 `` He's not *yours*,'' she said, `` Finders keepers, losers weepers.'' 
 
 `` But he's mine!'' Amelia cried, tears rolling down her cheeks. She looked at Richard, sitting there as handsome as could be, but not saying anything. Amelia stood there, staring deeply into her sister's eyes, trying to understand why Natalie had taken Richard away from her. 
 
 `` Natalie,'' she pleaded, `` Please give him back!'' Natalie crossed her arms and refused to budge. Realizing there was no hope, Amelia ran out of Natalie's room and yellled, 
 
 `` Mom! Natalie stole my barbie!!! Make her give him back!''
