My name is Luqiao.
I am an orphan.
I don't have many memories of my childhood, but I did remember spending most of my time in an old chapel.
There were same-aged children around me, but I knew that we were very different.
They had parents who dropped them off at nine in the morning and picked them up at five in the afternoon.
I would wait for all of them to leave with their parents before following the priest back to his home.
I remembered asking the clergymen where my parents were, but they would just shake their head awkwardly in response.
I followed a different priest home every day.
Some houses were very big while others were small. Sometimes, I had a room of my own, but most of the times, I had to sleep on the sofa or the floor.
Some sofas were soft, some were hard; some were long, some were short.
On cold days, I would get a blanket.
