Chapter 3: We are Not What You Think We Are

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October 4, 1989

"Little Lander, you're 10th birthday is fast approaching isn't it?", Miss Angela's soft voice could be easily heard as the surroundings are void of people except Lander and the speaker.

" Yeah! It's gonna be tomorrow and it's gonna be awesome!", came a cheeky reply along with a very radiant smile that totally give away the owners excitement.

Angela's answer was a smile. It reached her eyes but anyone can see there's a smudge of sadness on the smile she just gave.

"Well since it's tomorrow, what gift do you want to receive?"she softly inquired as if others might hear their discussion.

Lander squirmed on his bed. Wanting to face his caregiver that is currently sitting on the edge part of his bed were the light are much more dimmer than the rest.

"Well for this year, I don't want to have a thing from Miss Angela."

"Then what is it that you want?"Miss Angela carefully asked Lander although she already have an idea what this mischievous kid will say.

"I want Miss Angela to formally meet my friends, though I don't understand why they don't know you. You live here right?"Lander silently mused putting his small hands in his chin imitating the adults that he usually saw on TV.

Angela knew this time will finally come and already planned what her answers will be. There is nothing in this world or beyond that surprises her anymore. She already see and done many things.

"Well I work only at night and dawn. So some kids and adults don't know me. You on the other hand is different. You like to roam around at night, which is not a good habit to do young man!" She gently reminded Lander silently reminiscing their first encounter.

"Hehehehe.. Well it's not that bad since that's how I came to know you right?" Lander answered cheekily trying to evade the upcoming scolding he can see in his near future.

"Why you?" Miss Angela ruffled Lander's hair knowing how much the child dislikes it.

"Okey..ok.. I already promised that I won't do it again. See? I'm not right? I'm here with you now not roaming around."Lander pouted his mouth desperately trying to make himself pitiful. " But you still haven't answered my question yet!"

"Nice try young man, I already did answer." Miss Angela smiled while answering for she already knew what trick this kid I trying to do.

"Well I know that. You already explained that to me but all of them don't believe that I know you. They said your not real." He said emotionally while really pouting his mouth, the only difference is that now it's not brought by being naughty but a sad painful memory of being bullied by his own friends.

"But what about you Lander? Do you believe me?"she carefully gauge the answer from him, as if this question is between life and death.

"Of course! Miss Angela is always with me when I'm afraid or when the others don't want to play with me anymore!", came an indignant reply. He softly banged his fist in the  comforter to make his point across.

"Then that's what matter the most."Miss Angela replied with a smile.

"But I want you to met them so they will believe me. I don't like it when they call me names sometimes." He said irritably. Why can't she understand me? He silently feel frustrated.

"Sometimes some things are best hidden then being revealed, little Lander", was Miss Angela's riddled heavy reply. She never wanted to lie and evading the direct answer is the only option at the moment.

"Eh?.. What does that mean? Is that another riddle for me?" Lander scratch his scalp a universal sign for his frustrating friends.

"Hahahaha.. I'll let you discover that on you're own." Miss Angela smiled warmly to him. She extended her hand

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