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As far as I know, I don't remember my real parents.

"The more I try to remember them, The more I forget"

It's like the feeling when you finally got something that you wanted but suddenly it's all gone.

But the worst is, I got adopted by Nobels, I WONDER WHY!

They were too kind for me, for an HEARTLESS person,

Maybe I'm cursed, I think.

I don't deserve peoples.

And It's all started at that night, our home got into an fire accident, I was in my room full of darkness (I don't like being in lights)

Suddenly, I noticed some light through my windows, When I got outside, My mom hugged me tightly and said "It's Okay, Don't worry" I gasped, It was so warm, I then realized our house was burning, My mom tried to open the door, but she couldn't cross all the fire to reach the blocked door, she was so WEAK.

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I could hear the voices outside, My mom said," It'll be Okay, Hold my hand" With a smile.

We waited..., but the door was never opened.

The fire was spreading all the way to us, My mom moved to the corner with me.

She used something on my body and my body suddenly became cold.

[she covered him with her blood energy]

BUT SHE DOESN'T HAVE ENOUGH TO COVER HERSELF!

My eyes could feel the heat, Apparently my mom said " Close your eyes, It doesn't cover it"

I don't want to...Even though It was hurting, I wanted to at least see---

Eventually, My eyes were losing...It's light...

As my tears burn in thee flames...

As my mother burn in thee flames...

As my hope burn in thee flames...

but something said to me to "SEEEEEEE" .

Ahh, I remember now, My real parents,

My real mom hated me so much, she had to move from place to place for me, Eventually, she said "Don't come near me, Go away as far as you can from me!"

Something like that---

Maybe she was right, where ever I go, the people get hurt...

It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light

-Aristotle