I am alone...
I do not have anyone...
I am alone in the rain...
Then I hear a voice, a sweet voice that is calling me, a sweet voice in my ear but strong in real.
A voice not so far from me, a voice that offers hope to a bust world of mine, a voice that tells me there is tomorrow.
An old tall man is standing near the shore of the sea and he hold light and bright within him.
He reaches his hand to me that offer another hope...
"Are you alone? Want to come and live with me?"
That is what he said.
Could a stranger adopt a child like me? Would he sacrifice his free time just for me?
I don't know when but I grow to like my so called "Father"
He teaches me about life, he teaches me different emotions, he teaches me the different nature of human... he teaches me how to call him a "DAD".
I started to believe that there was a "HERO" living in this world but I do not know who that hero...is.
What I know is that he was the Hero...
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A/N: Happy Father's Day to all fathers, I dedicated this story to my very own special Dad of my life. I love you Dad and I hope if you are reading this, you will feel all the emotions I have while writing them.
Your Daughter
Helen
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Hero: June 21 2015
Short StoryA story about a boy who does not have any parents and a man who does not have anyone to take care of… the two of them meets and started a life together. They build a happy family even the two of them is not related in blood, but their feeling do. I...
