Home.

A fresh breeze cherished on me like a soft kiss, I closed my eyes. Then my lips parted away, I breathe heavily inside. I opened my eyes the flowers were penetrated on the other like they were dancing. Yellow, someone screamed me. literally I turned my way to them who screamed my name. aunt juliee. She is the warden of the orphanage where we were under this large organisation basically I am an orphan, so living here with the other girls. Yellow it’s your time for your high school. I shake my head. Also this organisation runs the school especially for us.

She remembered me, if I forgot or else I skip the school. After 10 minutes I grab a bag and waiting outside. My friend with whom I usually go with her, as soon as she came we arrived to school.

Evening sharp at 5 ‘o’ clock came back. Juliee came greeting with a smile, how’s your school. Gladly I was with my friend but I didn’t say goodbye, but she quietly. Left behind me, good. I replied,

Maybe she was busy, haven’t followed me through my room. It’s a night lately, as soon as I stop the reading, step into the bed I always prayed for a family which I lost still my eyes drained on those memories, where an accident took everything my parents my happiness, a wonderful life where I laughed in the arms of my mother and father.

My hand was clutched he pillow while my tears gave me rock pain inside me, there is no control on the pain though alternately which make them wet.

Later i’ ll shift to other room to shar e the room also she was asleep though hugged in a tighter and whenever I felt alone I ll come to her. just hold her from back and soon I fall in a sleep.

She is the one who is closet to me. interrupting my sleep I heard my name yellow. Get up hurry. Slightly opened my eyes. Always it’s a school.

A week had passed in between it was a Sunday. I’ll happily came along to the trees a whisper of air refreshing climate which birds was chirping, I smiled a bit.

The weather always the mind like if there is something holding with us it resfresh the thoughs and we can gain an relaxation which provides us from the plants. I know rather I was a silly but I talk with a tress , mountainfs flowers which can bring a energy to me,

The flowers blooming like fresh and makes us feel young . typically I’m a crazy flower/

A single flower can sorriw the world like alone alo a binck flower can give a smile and a fresh frangrance which we get a kind of peace pnly from the flowers.

A flower can increase a happiness. It can reduce a stress holding inside you. I’m a yellow flower

As soon as I saw juliee my smile faded away. I felt like my heart was crushed in a machine. What I heard from her was made me boiling my blood. The pain I got was never fade me. a bad memories flashed on my head. Again it was him, who is the reason, that I was here. But nothing I can worry in this. I came here because this place is deserved for me.

charlie was left the house. He is not there now then what making you stop to go there.

I smirked in a while answering, but it will never become my home. Not my own.

Whatever it is, but this, where I was now. So please tell them to stop worry about me, I am happy here. Now it became my sweet home.

Im such a worry she again reminded me, once again please think of it. she paused the the conversation and back on her way.

No one know what I have experienced at the time but how I can go behind their sons absence.

But his son caused me troubles and treated me bad which I didn’t deserve.

Sometimes it’s better to stay away from the people who hates us. Who doesn’t care me, just to be in myself it’s far more better that toxicity.

I am 5 years old when I adopted with a family. Usually they were wished for a girl so they would not had it. they chose me. rina had completed all formalities and send me with them.

Even my heart was cheered with a happiness, that I was chosen. Even sidra too happy that I will be with a family, also rina kissed me while sending off.

Everything changed so suddenly, I’ve stared smiling like a blooming flower. But my happiness was disappeared soon with in a 6months.

In the whole journey aunt didn’t leave me, until we were not arrived to her home. She hold me near to her heart.

I’ve called her aunty. But she denied it.

Aunty she titled her eyes to down at me. I am not your aunty, from now on call me as mom.

I hugged her in so tight. Mom. That’s right my girl I am your mommy.

She hold my hand on the beside i ’ve entered to the home. My home. Was it is that I often dreamt for. My heart was overwhelmed, a smile curled on my cheeks.

A boy was glaring at me like he will kill me at anytime. Charlie. Look you had a sister for you, no mom she is not my sister. She is an orphan, she landed slap. He glared while rubbing his cheeks. Later he ran into his room and shut the door with a louder which repelled the sound back to us.

I again call her aunty. Literally denined, I said you to call me mom, I want to go back. Where? orphanage. Now you are not going anywhere, this is your home.

But the boy he didn’t like me as well, he is your brother Charlie, maybe he doesn’t liked you but when time comes he will accept you as his sister.

Yellow this is your room. You will stay here. Okay i replied softly.

I met the boy at dining table. his gaze would not met mine. but iam staring at the boy, what he will say but he remain calm, we all are started eating in between aunty saw me, wanda you are not eating well dear. She hold the fork and then she handed it to my mouth, I opened instantly. Charlie gazed at me. his blood boiled, he clutched his arm.

Already he is the fire but when he saw his parents was started caring me, his hatred was increased against me. I know but I understand on thing is he can’t share his parents with me. a fuel added, I was alike he was so sensitive.

As soon as his plate was empty. He left the table. aunty was didn’t recognised that he left. Charlie she tilted her head. He was not there. Where is he? left. Uncle replied. Too quick.

Relax.. I will check on him. he comforted her. please can I go orphan back, I again said, uncle looked strage, what happened yellow you didn’t liked our house. No uncle just I am a stranger girl, your son still didn’t accepted me like iam one this family he is uncomfortable recently I joined to your family.

yellow look dear, You are one of the family, you are not a stranger.

Yes yellow, Charlie was also child like you. We will talk to him, sooner or later he will accept you as one of us. You don’t worry about it.

What did you say uncle, dear I am your father never call me uncle. Feel like its your own home, how much he has the right on this house, same applied to you.

Even when she gave birth to him, I am new to him either his mother she is also new to him, but later he accepted me as his father and mother. One day he will accept it.yellow we were very happy to adopt you. Tommorrow we will take an admission where charlies school , so you both can go .

Arrivng inside the room , I deemed in the thohughts my imagination conquered me. The life in the orphan was different comparing to here, a good life, good family. Whatever it is but the truth cant change that I am a orphan,