WHO KILLED OUR MOTHER?

The turn of things

November 1st,2002

Happy Orphanage Home

I woke up from a nightmare that no one could ever choose to adopt me, that I was cursed, feeling moody and sad. I walk down the stairs still feeling empty with everywhere quiet as it has been 2 years and two months since I last saw or heard from any of my companions. I felt as if I was meant to be reject, 

Nanny Grace died five months ago and Nanny Jane is married with kids. Though Nanny Jane does check on me everyday even when she is pregnant she also hopes that new abandoned children will be brought to the Orphanage so I won't be alone. Nanny Grace's food business died since I could not meet up to her recipe since I could not fend for myself. Nanny Jane supported me with 2 dollars everyday despite that it could not meet my daily needs so I went back to what I know how to do best, which is theft.

I kept on stealing with joy that at least I have the Orphanage as a shelter because Nanny Jane almost sold it out but had to stop because I had nowhere to go and Nanny Jane tried her best to adopt me but her husband disapproved.

The truth is I love being rejected, I seem to believe since my parents abandoned me any one who adopts me will do the same so you might say I have trust issues. Maybe that's it. I don't want to be hurt so living alone seems to be the best. I believe everyone leaves me at the end of the day but the truth again is I push everyone away because I fear rejection.

Well, it is too late to do anything about my situation, it is a new year already and I have survived so far to start seeking for any parental adoption. A year later I got tired of stealing and stole a computer system though I stopped stealing already but you know I had to steal this for a greater good. 

I start creating software and selling them to local businesses around Williams Street even sometimes I repair malfunctioned computer systems. I started earning 10 dollars per work and with that I built the Orphanage Home to a home of mine.

Though I did or removed the sign board of Happy Orphanage Home, I did a little renovation just for my room to make it beautiful In a kingly manner. My software program spread far to the extent that government officials make use of it.

I was young and knew someone could see my software code so I needed a lawyer to protect my invention but also recall that everyone is corrupt in New York. I just remained at the Orphanage Home expanding my business until a knock came in Sunday afternoon by 3pm.

What is this? No one has ever visited me in six months, not even Nanny Jane since she left with her Family to Paris so who could it be maybe it her. I reached the door and opened it. The only problem was that it was a stranger I hadn't seen before, though not harmed but well- dressed.

A man dressed in an Italian suit wearing a gold watch matching an Oxford shoe waved his hand and said “ Hello”

“ Hello Sir” I greeted in return.

“ My name is Banks, a Lawyer for Pace's Software,” Bank said.

“ Okay, How may I help you sir?” I asked.

“ Are you Andrew Luke?” Banks asked.

“ Yes, I am. And How may I help you?” I asked again.

“ I came with a proposal from my client,” Banks said.

“ And what will that be?” I asked.

“ She wants you to work for her company,” Banks replied.

“ Company” I said.

“ Yes, Pace software is the second largest software builder in America and we are willing to employ as our software analyst with a monthly pay of 150 dollars” Banks said.

“ I am very sorry, I am not interested,” I replied.

“ She is quite interested in you,” Banks said.

“ Oh! Express my thanks to her but I am not interested and I will tell you what I told Luke Miller I am not interested” I replied.

“ Well, I did not want to bring this up but” Banks said.

“ But what?” I asked.

“ She will not press charges on your last robbery in her home. Does that ring a bell, a sum of 200 thousand dollars missing along with some jewels on Christmas day 1999” Bank said.

“ I don’t have an idea of what you are talking about,” I replied.

“ Well, thanks to Pace Software we captured your team and you when you escaped on our hidden CCTV” Banks said showing me evidence.

“ This is blackmail,” I said.

“ Mr. Like this is business” Banks replied.

“ Fine, just promise you won’t press charges so my companion and I will be Iive our lives freely” I said.

“ Fine, you have a deal” Bank said as he shaked me.

“ Okay, I will see you in your office tomorrow,” I said.

“ I am very sorry Mr.Luke we can’t let that happen to you . We need to live your old life here and follow us,” Banks replied.

“ Come on, I am just 10 years old,” I said, protesting.

“ We know and we are trying to avoid you playing tricks with us,” Banks replied.

“ Let me pack my things,” I said.

“ That is what my men are here for “ Banks replied while four men moved into the Orphanage and packed my things into a truck.

I had no choice but had to leave with them to protect us from being charged besides I won’t be alone. I guess hope really found me.