Victoria Part 3

I saw myself growing up. I don't know if anyone ever had the misfortune of seeing oneself as a toddler, growing up and committing stupid mistakes, all the while being oblivious to the nature of them. I, however, was the unfortunate lot. 

"Nurse Joah's Orphanage" was one of the oldest in existence. It had survived the World War, and still stood proud among the vast spread of land that was donated to it in the early nineties. Sister Erika was the head nun now, flanked by a troop of other strict disciplinaires, all of whom made sure to make the orphans into a respectable lot in the society. 

Well, atleast they tried. 

The orphanage, on the other hand, was a different thing altogether.