Photograph's Journey

My life has treated me with savagery. Because I was still a child when my parents passed away, I was placed in an orphanage when I was 12 years old. I was 13 when I first encountered him. His parents did not care for him properly, and he came from a dysfunctional household with broken vows from a marriage that couldn't make their relationship work. Although he is in the middle, neither his mother nor his father pick him to give him affection and shelter . When he was the same age as me, he rose to notoriety as a notorious thief.

When I first encountered him, I was 13 years old, and he had been placed in an orphanage at the age of 16. We had a great time together, and he educated me on a lot of topics about which I was previously uneducated. We are both students, and he gave up his criminal lifestyle in order to join me in the orphanage and lead a more moral existence there. He instilled in me the knowledge that the world beyond the walls of the orphanage is a brutal one, and that in order to triumph over it, I must be watchful, brave, and fearless. Because everyone else in the world is dishonest, the only person I can trust is myself. When I was 15 years old, I believed him and thought that the world was a robber since it had taken both of my parents. When I was 15 years old, the world took him away from me. Because of his disease, he left the world when he was just 18 years old. The only thing that reminds me of his appearance is the one and only photograph we took together.

"I hope that everything works out well for you, Nica, in your new life! It is possible that a very significant amount of time will pass before you are adopted by someone. Take care of yourself, Hija, and I hope to see you here as soon as you can. " I had already thought of the nun as a close friend, so her remark came as no surprise. I was terrified of falling in love or developing feelings of attachment for other people because I was convinced that I would lose them all over again and that the grief would be intolerable. Because of this, I tried to avoid falling in love or developing feelings of attachment for other people.

"It is especially important for you, Sister Crisa, to stop exercising extreme caution given your old age. You need to stop being so busy and pay more attention to the state of your physical health. I will not be there to remind you to take your medication because I am no longer here; someone else will have to do that. " I told her,

"Look,I'm still young, Hija, so even if I sweep, I can still jump and run, so don't worry about that. You are the one about whom I am most concerned because you are no longer permitted to stay in the orphanage for a considerable amount of time because you are already adopted at long last," was her response.

"Okay, okay, sister, how about we just talk some more the next time I come to visit? I'm leaving. Maybe we'll talk even more that we end up crying. " I joked.

"You're really crazy, you stubborn young lady. Leave already. Maybe your new parents are looking for you." She said with a tear in her eye, "Be kind, huh," as if she was already imagining the orphanage without my presence.

"Yes, yes, I'm kind." I respond in a sarcastic manner.

In the afternoon of that same day, I was transported to the home of my new parents. The paperwork for my adoption is already in the processing stage. I have no idea why they chose me; no one has ever really adopted me before because they say I have an impolite appearance, and what the adopters are really looking for are children who are younger than nine years old. Both the house and the couple are welcoming. I know that the husband is a police officer and that he achieved a high rank in the service. The wife has a soft voice and is very beautiful. Her husband works very hard. When he first saw me, it appears that he also made the decision to adopt me.

"Love, this is going to be your room. I'm not sure if you like pink, but you have the option of changing the color if you so choose. I have already put you down as a student at our chosen institution. I hope you like it. If you don't then we will enroll you in a different school. Dada roshi explained to me, "I'll give you an allowance later, and only your mommy will take you to school because sometimes I go to work early." dada roshi also said. He suggested that I should start addressing him as "Dada" going forward.

I stuttered out a response, "Thank you very much, D-dada," in response to his question.

"It's not a problem; you can come down whenever you like. Your mommy is cooking," he was making his way downstairs.

"Why me?"

He came to a stop, smiled back at me

"Despite my desire to start a family, Kristal is infertile and cannot bear a child in her womb. It's been seven years since we've been together, and for the first three of those years, I worried that she might not want a child even though i really want one. We've been together for seven years. This is due to the fact that I wish to have a child. I waited until she told me to adopt before starting the process, and while I didn't really believe that she would choose to be an adoptive parent, Nica, the child that I wanted to adopt, was already taken in by another family, it was not you in the first place for my eyes laid for some boy. He laughed and said, "Before I decide to adopt a child, the child I want to adopt has vanished from the orphanage, he, somehow left the orphanage ." After that, he continued. "Out of all the other children who lived in the orphanage with you, you were the only one that I took a liking to. I was the first one to like you before Kristal. You are not my first choice, I really want a son. As part of my mission, I intend to make your life as joyful and fulfilling as possible. My wife Kristal believes that you do not receive the care that is provided by a mother, and she was willing to provide "what he emotionally promised.

I'm sorry, D-dada, but I just couldn't help myself. Thank you for your time. I'll make my way down later," I replied as I shut the door.

I settled into the chair and adjusted my position. Pink is not one of my top choices when it comes to colors that I adore. Beige is both Hiro's and my favorite color, and it's the one we find ourselves reaching for the most often in our wardrobes. I reached into the pocket where the picture had been concealed and pulled it out. This picture of us was taken when I was 14 years old. At that time, he was 17 years old. After that day the picture were taken , he was diagnosed with brain cancer. However, it was too late, and he had already advanced to stage 4 when he passed away. Unfortunately, this news came after he had already lost his battle with the disease. We were both clueless about the fact that he was dealing with a severe headache because he kept his condition secret from us.

"i am now officially adopted Hiro, I hope you are here to celebrate this with me. You bastard, I never thought you wanted to be adopted by God. They are nice people. I mean my adoptive parents; in fact, I met them before they decided to adopt me, which they did three days ago. They were not authorized until just recently. They finally got the adoption papers in order to take me out of the orphanage. " While I'm talking, I gently stroke the picture. In the picture, Hiro appears to be overjoyed as a result of the fact that his orphanage friend Beatrice was adopted. Beatrice is a talkative child who is three years old. However, I really like Hiro. I don't like her because she's mean to me and loud. Maybe I just don't like kids as much as Hiro does. Hiro instructs her on how to present herself and behave like child appropriately in front of people who might be interested in adopting a child. There are times when I think about Beatrice and wonder how she is doing now that she is six years old.

When I'm ready to eat, I head downstairs. Although it seems like there is a party going on because there are a lot of food, there are only three of us who are going to be eating. A lot of food was prepared by Mommy Kristal. "The amount of food that you cooked is tremendous ," to which I responded, "I have no idea what your favorite dish is. Since Roshi enjoys it steak, I prepared that dish. While I have a preference for mac and cheese, I also prepared that dish. "She responded. "Even though I wasn't picked for the food, eggs are really and truly my favorite food, specifically fried eggs." I politely responded, "Oh, I didn't cook fried eggs. Wait, I'll cook for yo-"

"don't bother," I cut her,

"I'll eat what you cooked. A friend of mine always cooks me fried eggs whenever it's my birthday. Do not continue to cook the eggs, m-mommy. " When she heard me refer to her as mommy, she flashed a grin for a moment.

"This is the sensation you get whenever someone addresses you as mommy." She chuckled and said with a smile, "The sensation is delectable."

I will always call you mommy." I smiled and hugged her. I have no idea what love is, but whatever it is, this time around, I am willing to take a chance for my family. Conversation was abundant at the table, and there was also a good deal of laughter due to the fact that Dada was making jokes. I assisted them in stacking and putting away the dishes. My mother took me to the bedroom. In front of the mirror, she combed through my hair.

When my mother was giving birth to me, she passed away. When I was 12 years old, my father passed away; he was a wonderful father to me. He did not look for another wife; rather, he attempted to take my mother's place. He toiled away to secure my education and satisfy my desire for luxury. He died because his lungs had water in them. After he passed away, I was the only member of my family left, so I was placed in an orphanage.

Dada walked into the room carrying a large box. The box was opened as soon as mommy arrived at his side.

"Nic, we got you some new clothes, and you should take a look at them. If you don't like the way the clothes look on you, let's just get a different one. "mommy said

When they adopted me, it was too much for me to ask for anything else, so I shook my head because I couldn't demand anything else. "That's nice," was the response I gave to them.

There is a selection of tops, dresses, and jeans available for my perusal. It would appear that the fashionable clothing that they purchased is of a more contemporary style. After doing some thinking, I came to the realization that they are not the type of parents who would disapprove of something that their child desired to put on their body. Dada encouraged me to get an early start on her sleep routine by saying, "Your school is tomorrow, so go to bed early."

After turning off the light, I immediately went to bed in an attempt to get some rest. I had anticipated that I would have difficulty falling or staying asleep, but to my pleasant surprise, I was able to drift off into a restful slumber with relative ease. It's possible that it's because I have faith that my foster parents will look out for my best interests.

A refreshing morning shower or bath is one of my favorite ways to start the day. My backpack, which contained all of my school supplies, had to be inspected. At the moment, I am in the twelfth grade. My first day of classes at the college will begin exactly twelve months after the twelfth grade.

I went through the closet to see if there was anything I could wear. I have brought along some of my own clothing, but it is mostly worn out and has a little bit of dirt on it. I seem to recall that Hiro wants me to dress nicely, wash my face, regularly brush my teeth, and present myself in a manner that is, in general, considered to be acceptable in terms of hygienic standards. Due to the fact that my upbringing was provided by my father, I can safely say that I never lived the life of a princess in my childhood.

On the other hand, I choose to make the road my home, which means that I am constantly surrounded by mud and grime.

Hiro instilled in me the value of personal cleanliness and hygiene. He taught me that while physical beauty is certainly a factor in determining one's attractiveness, it is not absolutely necessary; rather, a person who takes care of themselves is very attractive. Until such time as his wisdom becomes ingrained in my life.

My new school does not require students to wear a specific uniform. You are free to wear anything you like. It is a prestigious institution, catering to wealthy students. The epitome of inequality in all its glory. Because Mommy's family owns a hacienda, she was given a sizable portion of the family's wealth and because Dada is a law enforcement officer that's why they can afford such a school. My choice of attire is a straightforward little black dress with a ruched bust. When my mother came into my room, she was beaming when she saw me. "You are absolutely stunning, my love. "Let me help you"-she said.

My hair was styled into a messy bun after she had blown it dry. She accessed some jewelry by opening a drawer in a cabinet. She dressed me in a gold chain necklace and the same bracelets on each of my hands. She also adorned each of my ears with a pair of dainty hoop earrings.

"You should know that ever since Roshi brought you to my attention, I've wanted to take you in as my own. To me, you just exude an air of gratitude and tidiness. My mother compliments me all the time on my refined demeanor. That's why I saw myself in you." As she applied some light makeup to my face, she said.

"Mommy, where is she right now?" I asked her. "She is still in our place with my father and brothers," she responded with a hint of sadness, to which I replied with a sad "Ohh." I got the impression that she and her mother were having some kind of problem. I don't want to press the issue because I want her to talk to me about it in a natural way. She then finished it off by spritzing it with perfume. After that, she tapped me on the head and mumbled something about "Let's eat."

Dada had already departed at an early hour. We ate, and she even prepared quite a few fried eggs in butter specifically for me to eat. Because she is so kind and lovely, Dada has a lot of affection for her.

My new school requires her to drive me there every day. It is a large and expansive structure. She informed me, "This is the place where I used to study in the past."

Before I get out of the car, I give her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. I am very grateful for the fact that I dressed nicely today. The students in this school are not your typical underprivileged youth. They enjoy the privilege of being able to accessorize any part of their body with jewelry. They adorn themselves with jewels and gold all over their bodies.

I recalled the children who were in the orphanage with me and struggled with figuring out what to wear, what to eat, and how to survive. I was one of them. Even in an orphanage, survival is a necessity because we only receive modest donations from a select group of benevolent individuals. And right now, these children have the ability to adorn themselves with any precious gem they choose. To be sure, this is inequality at its most blatant.

My first objective is to find a good friend. Hiro never fails to remind me of the importance of having friends. When I was younger, I didn't have any other friends because I was happy with him. According to what he said, friendship is a connection, and connections are the key to power. Connections are required in order to successfully complete a series of sweet escapes. I was able to make real friends. First, I met Cly. She has pigtails and chubby cheeks, and she has a bubbly personality. Despite the fact that her mother is the dean of the school, she is a very grounded person. After the first day of school, I found her participating in the drama club. Additionally, she is a fellow student in one of my classes. She's a bit of a bitchy type of attitude especially when she knew I was also close to Scorpio, which identity will be explained later. After that, I met Kinz, who is currently seated next to me in one of my classes. Three days after the first day of school, I met him. He is not only very kind, but he is also very smart, and he excels in everything. Because Kinz and I share the same roots, we are naturally able to get along with one another. He is the only scholar of this school and the only student who did not come from a wealthy upbringing. Additionally, he is a member of the martial arts club that I recently joined as well. After that, I talked to Scorpio. It is the fourth time in a row that he has been assigned to sit next to me in a class. Although he has a name associated with politics, he has stated that he has no interest in being involved in politics. He serves as the family's proverbial "problematic child." He hardly ever makes any comments. We are the hall monitors and school strategic system because we are the students with the most impressive credentials and grades upon admission. Why did the school consider me to be a person who has a strong background? As for the parents, well, Dada Roshi is a high-ranking police officer, and Mommy Kristal has an influential name in the world of fashion and haciendas and i am their official adopted daughter, that's why.

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