'Why are my hands that of an infant.' Mika shouted in his mind, looking at the pair of hands which should be his but can't be his own.
'No, no. It can't be what I think it is, no no nooooooo.....' Mika wanted to deny what he saw but no matter how hard he tried, it didn't change. Well truth to be told he didn''t try anything to change it, he just shouted in no's.
'Shit, was this the only thing that was left to be done with me. Now what am I supposed to do in a infant's body.' Mika looked around in annoyance and what he saw left him speechless.
He was in front of a huge door that too in the middle of the night. This scenario only mens that he has been left on the door of an orphanage just like how it happnes in movies or dramas. 'Fuck now this damn thing too, just who the hell is this guy who is bended on making a traged out of my life.
