Untitled Part 9 Maid for this

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Honestly, I considered combining my untrained maid and Maid time, however I decided instead to do my maid/apprentice/caregiver Era's respectively as they were probably the quickest ones. This is of course my opinion and well my journey proves it

Jan 22 20223-untrained maid
Jan 29 2023-Trained maid
Feb 3 2023 - Orphanage Apprentice
inactive from 3/9/23~8/20/24 with very brief letters sent from September 2023
Aug 23 2024- Orphanage Caregiver
Sep 6 2024-Orphange Custodian
Sep 29 2024 -Orphanage educator

As of updating my journal atm this is my journey, once I'm proud of truth is I'm glad I didn't start at 18, There was still a lot of grief I went through, that being said...ah never mind lets just dig into the story perhaps I will talk about it later on.

Once I was trained, my first shift everyone threw a party, so many faces welcomed me...unfortunately I do not remember their names. What I do know is I now stand with only a few remaining.

I also remember my first shift, I cried...A lot I was learning and feeling overwhelmed I remember certain staff being rude, it hurt but looking back maybe they were just having a rough day. Regardless I did my best to thrive and adapt. I remember at first some kids asked me to adopt them, and I had no idea how to respond usually avoiding the question or running away. I struggled with attachment still because of Zere.

Something I found out later on Was Zara had sent her brother Devi to shift with me to keep me safe and bring me up if I was feeling down, see we were not allowed to shift for a while due to our past. even though I had no memory she remembered me clearly and was always looking out to keep me safe...thank you Zara for being a amazing friend and for helping me even when i didn't know.

One day I met another maid named Devi, He was super sweet and welcoming. He helped make shifts easier, weather dancing or cleaning or playing We had fun. I helped him with occasional Maintenace, and he helped me with Cooking...truth be told Devi is a amazing cook, I will never forget the food we came up with.  I typically tried to stay unnoticed, this was because i was still scared of higher ups. I used to run as soon as I saw anyone above a Weeshes. 

I almost feel bad, but that's what gave me a hard lesson. every Interaction you have can affect someone so anytime i have to talk to someone I also follow with positivity. I remember the first time I shifted with a Weeshes, I was an apprentice and still terrified. I remember though they went to have a "super-secret meeting" and i stood up on our little table a look of determination "just because Weeshus have a super-secret room for super-secret meetings doesn't mean we can't too!" Zara jumps up grinning "yeah!" Gala and Bree follow as we all gather around the coffee table taking a seat and discussing things "so...about Zaras fit" Devi glares at me as I smile "girl you're eating! that being said we should discuss the most important thing here..." not realizing an intern was right behind us i speak up "Dio obsession with bookshelves."

As soon as i say that Dio grabs me giggling "what's that?" this caused me to scream scatter as we all ran, Devi and Zara on the floor laughing too hard as I took off only to be teleported back "oh Fraeya see you can Run, and you can try and hide but you will never escape me tonight!" I of course run watching her run into a bookshelf as 6am hits and we began our morning duties feeding the kids.

I smile feeling a sense of pride as all of us lay on the grass Laughing so hard when suddenly I start to cry. Everyone comforts me as I smile "Seriously I love you all, you guys are the best friends I can have...but"

they seem confused as they all began inquiring "what's wrong?"

"Somethings come up and i need to go...I don't know how long I will be gone for, but I know I need to do this, I will be back someday though"

Zara looks like Shes about to cry as she replies, "Really you promise?"

I nod as I take her hand "I promise"

With that I left behind the orphanage, needing to take care of something in another place.... somewhere I once thought of as home outside of home. a Place where I went for a brief time before I became a maid. perhaps that story can come later however for now It's time to turn a new chapter.

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