“Ever since I was born, they said that I am unlucky.
"My mother died by giving birth to me when she was perfectly healthy.
Then my father’s business goes into bankruptcy and didn’t take responsibility or even care for me. At least that’s what my untie says.”
When I open my eyes I saw the very man who approach me in the park.
My eyes wandered and all I can see is a familiar place again, where everything is black.
While he is sitting on the floor with those sharp eyes looking at me. If only looks can kill, I would be dead by now.
However, if you are gonna look deeper his eye expresses desperation, anxiousness, and exhaustion. I am curious about it. What happens that you look very tired?
It is as if he is ready to…
“My untie, the third sister of my mother adopt me.” My eyes blink twice when I heard his voice.
I guess my head wanders again.
To my surprise, a big screen just pop up in front of me and I saw a familiar woman. The one who pushed the little boy earlier.