Chapter 2 I Wasn't An Orphan
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Old man put his hand on my head, when I looked at him, he gave tissues to wipe my tears, I took tissue wiped my tears, suddenly I looked around me, all strangers with me in my apartment, didn't know what they want, he sold me to this old man, what he will do to me, ohh God! I'm scared, but what should I do? How could I escape them? I'm alone.
“ It's your call, so we should leave for home” old man said,
He wanted to take me his home, I asked,
“ Home, What do you want from me, what price did you pay him, I will give you back, your money just leave me alone” I said,
“ I can't leave you here, you should be back to your hometown” he said,
What is he talking about? It's my hometown. I grew up here. Who's this man? Why did he want me to come with him? I was already depressed, oh God! Help me,
“ This is my hometown, who are you? And why are you after me?” I asked,
He looked at me, put his hand on my head, this time I got different feeling, he wasn't a bad person, he put his hand like a father put his hand on her daughter's head, I just couldn't understand, what's happening here, what hometown he was talking about,
“ sweetie this is not your hometown, my name is William, I'm your uncle, your father's younger brother, and you are his long lost daughter, someone who was enemy of your father, kidnapped you when your parents visiting USA”
What did he say? That made me anxious. I thought my past six years were a lie. My boyfriend cheated on me. Now this, I wasn't an orphan, I have a family, who kidnapped me? Who left me at the orphanage? How did he get to know about me? Should I trust him or not? Ohh God! What should I do? “ How can I trust you?, suddenly an old man showed up, actually bought me, said he's my uncle, my father is alive”, I asked,
“ Yes, I knew it, that's why I took evidences with me, someone left you outside of church, a nun took care of you” I interrupted him, “ everybody knows these information about me” he laughed and raised his hand to his guard, guard took out an envelope from his jacket, opened it, gave some old pictures to him, my so called William uncle showed me those pictures, claimed that's my childhood pictures with my parents,
“ look at carefully you must have this locket, and that birthmark on your left knee”
I had this locket but never wore it, and yes I also had a birthmark on my left knee, should I trust him? I just got cheated by my boyfriend, who had been with me for six years, I really didn't understand that, I went to my bedroom, opened my wardrobe, took out a carton, in that carton I had all my childhood essentials, what my nun gave to me, I searched for that locket, I found it, took it out and checked it, it's same in picture what I had, I came out from my bedroom, showed to William my locket,
“ I told you, you my niece, my brother's daughter” he said, it came out of my mouth even though I didn't mean it,
“ can I see my parents”,
“ Sure why not? you are going home, your father is alive, but your mother died fifteen years ago, after your kidnapping she got ill” he said, I couldn't see my mother, she's gone, tears came to my eyes again, I looked at that picture she was so beautiful, and my father looked so handsome, I wiped my tears, saw my uncle sat on couch,
“ So what do you think? I'm here to take you home, your father is sick, you should come with me” he asked, I wore that locket,
“ Okay, but should I pack my luggage, and I have two kittens, can I take them with me?” I asked, he smiled, and said,
“ Why not? Just pack your essentials, you can surely take your kittens too”
I shaked my head, then I went to my bedroom and started packing my bag pack, I had to sort out things which were important, I packed them, I went to store room took cage of my kittens and went to balcony where both kittens were sleeping, I caged them both, in a bag I took their food and accessories, guards knocked on the door, asked
“ ma'am can we help you?” I said,
“ I packed everything just take my luggage”
they carried my luggage from my bedroom, I gave them my other bags, but I carried the cage of my kittens, I left my bedroom…
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