Chrysan's POV
When I was a kid, my mom always says that I should stay away from strangers since they will do something bad to me. I took that advice until I grew up that's why people really freaked me out sometimes because my parents didn't introduce me to the act called socializing. They isolated me from the outside world though they sent me to school, it was still no use.
I suck at making friends.
As I stare from the back of the man that I'm following, somehow his build became more familiar to me as if I saw him in my childhood days but I couldn't just clearly remember. It was just a faint memory but I and this man were eating apple lollipops happily.
That's right. Except for Uncle Samson, he's the only one who can visit me freely in my house which turns out to be my prison. we use
