After Court, I was sent to an adoption centre. I must admit it wasn't all bad there. The children and caretakers were afraid of me, though it didn't affect me much. At least I was left alone.
A wealthy family did once adopt me, though it wasn't for long. They got rid of me once they heard the news about me 'murdering my father'.
Eventually, I turned 18, and was 'too old' to be in an adoption centre. I was given some money and a dorm, then kicked out. I always wanted to be a piano player. My mother loved the 90's piano classics...
In college, I never had any friends. But nobody dared to bully me; they feared the consequence. There was only one teacher I truly admired. She never treated me like the others. Her name was Miss Harris. She was an amazing woman. She was the one who taught me how to play the Piano, and got me a music job application. By the time I was 21, I had a job at a small music studio. I never went to University, although I got many invitations to have music lessons. That small job soon turned into a career, and I played at many famous halls. I made a living out of the money I earnt playing piano. I soon bought an apartment to live in, and earned the title as an official piano player. Over time, I played in many different countries and was featured in many magazines. I had the life I always dreamt of.
And here I am today, at the age of 29, Ryder Wyatt in living flesh.