I have always been smart so as others told me repeatedly. Things seemed to easy for me, while others struggled to grasp such concepts. I started understand what my mother was saying when I was three years old.
I also remember her leaving me at the Orphanage when I just turned three. Her reasons? She sometimes cursed my as being a strange child. I only cried when I was hungry, even having wet diapers didn't faze me because I didn't feel any need remind my mother about it.
I barely spoke to her not because I didn't want to but I didn't know how to address her. Human condition always eluded me, I could never tell what others were feeling especially if their emotions. One could tell me a plain lie and I would believe it.
