"She may not look like it but she has been here since she was born. When her mother left her here. Neither did she left a name or why she decided to leave her. Plus she doesn't talk much, it's a huge advantage. She won't give us to much trouble", said Miss Jones with a huge grin.
"What make all her so special, we plenty of children like that in the orphanage?" Replied Mrs Halloway. All the while I was stung by their words they kept talking. I knew that my mom....no that woman had left me but but not this way. I heard from Miss Jones that my mother didn't want to but she couldn't keep or take care of me. As for my father, he died before I was born. That woman had begged the orphanage to keep me save for she was going to return. It's was a lie that I shouldn't have believed and spend years believing
"Well, you should've said that first, Miss Jones. We could have avoided all this." Mrs. Hallaway said with a growl. " Take her to the basement with equipment," she paused for a few seconds before adding, " drug her first. We don't want her waking up before it starts." Mrs. Hallaway said with a boring tone. That sentence brought me back to the ugly brown room. As a Miss Jones replied I suddenly feeling the weight of hands on me I started to wiggle around, trying to get out. Only to get more hands on me. The hands from what I can see didn't seem the much older than me. Why are they doing this? Suddenly my eyes started to close. They're so heavy I can't open them. Last thing I knew I was being carried away from Ms. Halloway workroom.
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Living Life
AdventureOrphanage is often described as a place were kids with no parent are dropped off. Its a place were they provide you with all your needs, teach you how life work and guide you in life. But what happens when a young girl is used as an experiment. Whe...
