everyone around me looks at me with hate in their eyes and with anger rushing through their veins. people would think wrong about me whenever they see me, they fear of me. none of them bothered to talk to me and socialize with me, and when i do? they'd say i was just up to something.
when i get home, i'm welcomed by the dark and cold place, windows shut, squeaking floor boards, the roof is leaking and you can hear the droplets of water every two seconds from the kitchen's sink. i dont even know weather i should call this a home. my parents? they're long gone, after i was born they left me outside an orphanage, even the orphanage refused to take me in.
don't ask me how i survived throughout the years, becuase, i myself, am confused on how i still manage to keep myself alive despite the situation i am in. if you're thinking i already got a job? i don't, businesses disregarded my application forms and told me that i wasn't qualified, for any job i applied to, it was all the same.
Hi, I'm Evren Eilliams, welcome to my not so typical happy life.