I visited the stranger the next day and he was wide awake.
I launched myself on him, hugging him tightly
"So why did you escape everyday to the store anyways?" I asked sitting beside him on the bed.
" I knew that mom was out there somewhere, I needed to find her" He answered.
"But i thought you didn't know her"
I said confused.
"I dont, but I bet she knows me and Ellen very well"
"So you were planing to let her find you?"
"I needed to get out of that place but I couldn't just go out like a crazy person and live with my little sister on the streets" He said.
"You should've asked for help"
"Who would believe a blind teenager and a six year old girl, asuming to be living at an orphanage wich is hell and fraud"
"Well..."
I replied knowing he was right.
"Every kid in an orphanage hates it so I'm just one more"
He answered sadly.
"Don't be sad, Im here now and I'll help you" I said making him grin.
"And even tho I havent ever seen her I haven't seen anything,but I remember her voice, her scent, her touch" He kept going on about he's mom's features when i interrupted.
"She would be the only one able to unmask those frauds you know?"
"Yeah, if only we could find her"
He said again frowning.
I placed my hand on he's and he gave me a warm smile and held my hand tightly.
YOU ARE READING
Stranger
Non-FictionWe had to find her We did not know what she looked like But we had to find her We did not know the place But we had to find her It was such a risk But we had to find her We had to find her Not for us Not for her But for him The stranger
