It was a sudden change when I was forced to live in Victoria's House. The Luxury and grandess from the time back living with Auntie was gone. I was living in a Normal Middle Class Family. It might sound that I'm ungrateful under the care of Mr and Ms. Victor, But I am grateful. I don't miss the Luxury, the Cars, and the Servants. I miss my Aunt. She might have left me, but she's still my Family and that's a fact I cannot and never change. The bond between close family members would never be destroyed. But when an Apple rots, it will never be fresh again.

After that night-when my Aunt left me. I woke up to a new home and with new caregivers. As I assess the room I was in, I still can't accept the reality. It felt like a dream. But it wasn't. As I slowly sat down, Mr Victor and Ms. Victor came down the stairs. I met Mr. Victor, the father of Victoria. An Englishman with a British accent.

"Good moring rhoa. How are you today? doing good? well i'm mr. Victor, Victoria's father. Nice to mee' you" Mr. Victor introduced himself.

"Hello sir." I said.

"So you migh' be very confused righ' now on why you're here. Your auntie has a sudden buissnessy trip to asia and she needs to stay there for a few years. She didn'' won' to break your hear'. So she lef' you here with us. You'll be living with us now. Alright mate?" Mr. Victor said.

Lies. Lies. Lies. Sometimes I can't understand us humans. Why do we lie to each other? What makes it enjoyable that we lie all the time? Why don't we be honest to each other? There are no such things as Bad Lies and White lies. No crime, nothing that makes other people feel miserable should ever be able to be justified. Nothing that hurts other people should be able to be justified. That was my belief. But this wasn't the reality. The reality is the opposite of this, and yeah maybe it's easy for Normal people to face the cold, dark, cruel world. But I'm not a Normal person. Everywhere I go people judge me. People question and comment on both my disabilities and race. Why do they have the right to comment? Why do people need to put their selfish opinions out loud? Have they ever experienced what it feels like in a Wheelchair. Have they ever experienced not being able to run, walk, or do so many things while standing. Words stab more deeply and impactful than a dagger.

I put my head down and ignored the lies. Acted my part, made them think I knew nothing.

After that I was treated like a Daughter. But an adoptive one. They gave me the guest room downstairs because they didn't have a home elevator and I was suddenly all settled in my new home. Living with Victoria now also feels weird. I see her all the time now. It's weird.

I would start my day in my room where I would change in my bed. After that I waited for Ms. Victor came and picked me up with my Wheelchair. I would then get wheeled to the dining room where Mr. Victor and Victoria waited. We would eat together as a family. Once Breakfast was over, we went to Victoria's ford f-series 2000 and we would go to school. Once school's done, We go back together with Mrs. Victor's car. A classic kia forte. Once home I watched the Television with Victoria. Once all the Kids Shows are done. Usually at Seven O'clock. We go to sleep,

That cycle repeats and repeats everyday. Time flies when you're helpless. What can I do other than letting time fly. My life just turned 180 degrees worse.

But something good was about to happen. I was about to graduate from Elementary School. A new chapter of my life was about to unfold and yet. Without my Aunt around, It felt as if the skies, the water, and the flowers turned gray. But as what I did with the big lie that Mr and Ms Victor told to me, I placed my head down and moved onwards.

Life was miserable. On the morning of graduation day, I woke up alone. I remembered when I graduated from grade four, five. My Aunt would always be there on the day of any graduation. She would congratulate me for being able to go through another year. I would wake up to cakes, gifts, and surprises. But now, I find myself alone, Abandon. In a house where they were forced to take me in as one of their own. When did it go wrong? Was it the part where Mr. Ji-Oh came to my life? Was it the part where My Aunt left me? Or was it always meant to go wrong for me. Why? Have I not gotten through enough? My Mother sacrificed herself to save a little useless me. Why did she do that? If she saved herself and not me. I wouldn't be in this mess. My Mother would still be enjoying life. Maybe the thought of living without my Father made her give up and leave. Was she even thinking?

Suddenly Ms. Victor came into the room, Me lost in my thoughts. I looked at her, she looked at me. She knew something was up.

"Dear. What's wrong?" Mrs. Victor said as she approached me.

At that moment. As she moved to me. I started crying. The Sad, Angry, Anxious emotions that I buried and tried pushing it into a hole where no one would see it, Exploded like a Volcano. These Emotions come out and out. It feels as if burying your Emotions isn't working. I need someone to help me.

Mrs. Victor hugged me.

"Dear, dear child." She said,

She then looks down, Softly touches my chin and moves it upwards and looks at me with soft eyes.

"What's wrong dear? I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were suffering. Let it all out" Mrs. Victor said. Calmly.

I then cried, cried, and cried. It was graduation day. But here I am crying like a baby. Dominated by what has happened in the past. Where's my Aunt?

To be continued....

*Note: This is a work of Fiction. Any Names, Organization, Etc are fictional. So is any actions here.