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" Nikola dear! Nikola! Where are you sweety?!" asked Madam Loise, the orphanage's care taker. She's the one who founded this orphanage. Her eyes gleamed a crystal blue, like little stars shining brightly in the night sky. Her hair glowed of a bright gray colour. The wrinkles on her face were very noticable, therefore, letting me know that she was at least over 70.
She came running down the orphanage's coradoor. Her gray hair blowing as she speeded. Then, with a flash of her eye, she saw me standing there.
"Oh, Nikola. I've been looking all over for you. Where have you been?" she asked with a sign of "worry" in her eyes.....
I did a little cough and looked to her. Clear tears ran down her face, and then, before I knew it, she pulled me close to her and hugged me real tight. Her tears ran down my back....They were cold....they ran down my back like little rivers....
I felt her sadness, and could tell that she felt my sadness too....
I don't know why she was sad...but whatever it was....I must've been the cause of it.


Later that day, I walked along the west coradoor with another orphan girl. Her name was Chocolat. Her hair was a long scarlet red, and her eyes glowed like the ocean. Her eyes were a sea-green like colour. She had a tattern ribbon in her hair, and she was wearing tatterned clothing. She looked to me and ask, " Nikola, why was Madam Loise so upset yesterday?" I looked at her, then I looked to the cold, gray floor.....
" I don't know Chocolat", I said with my voice tone really quiet like. She looked to me, and gave me a hug. She felt the sadness in me too....
Chocolat was walking ahead of me, and saw her little brother Claude. She ran to him, held his hand, looked to me, and then walked away.
I felt alone....Like no one cared for me. Like, everyone hated me. So, I just walked.... I walk until I reached the end of the coradoor. At that very moment, I clutched my hand into a fist, and slammed my fist into the wall. " Why God?! Why?! Why must my life be this way?! Why did my parents have to be killed?! Why did I have to end up in an orphanage?! Why me?! Why me?! Why me?!", I asked myself quietly, letting crystal clear tears run down my face....
Then, a boy walked beside me, and stood there looking at me. He ruffled my long, orangeish brown hair, and then let it go. "What was that noise, huh?", he asked. He was my new friend, Luke. His life is like mine, but, it seems as if his is better....I don't find that quite fair though....He had long black hair, carmel coloured skin, and was in black sweat pants, and a white T-shirt. His eyes were a gorgeous brown, and his voice was like no other. He sounded like a guy in one of those Soap Operas....He was real nice, suave, and handsome. If only I was like him......
"Hello?!", Luke yelled with a mad expression on his face.
" Uh...yes? Uhh...what is it?", I asked, jumping back to reality from my fantasy.
" What was all that noise I just heard?"
" Oh, It was nothing...I mean it....heh heh....", I said nervously. But then, Luke puts his arms around my neck, and cuddled his cheek into the crease between my neck, and my chin.....
" Nothing huh? Sounded like a bang to me. What were you doing?"
I looked as his hair slowly fell off my chest. He looked at me with his beautiful brown eyes. I had nothing to do, but blush....
" Cat got your tongue? Do you speak British? Hello! Nikola!"
I stepped away, and I looked at him. I went down to my knees, and explained to him. He didn't believe me when I said it, but I'm sure he'll understand sooner or later. After that, he look to his right, then to his left. He made sure no one was around, and then kissed my cheek. I blushed as I watch him walk away. His long black hair was blowing in the cold, bitter breeze as he walked.
I had nothing to do, but, to keep walking.....


That night, I was in my room, lying on my bed, reading a book. I whistled a little song as I read. It was a song my mother sang to me when I was a child. It was called "Peace Maker". She sang it to me when I was 4....I am 15 now. It was a long time ago, so I can't possibly remember the rest. As, I turned the page, I realized that the page was missing....I felt confused....real confused...
I decided to put the book down, and go to sleep for the night.