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When they came to take me from the orphanage I was

When they came to take me from the orphanage I was very happy.  Everyone there already told me that now I will have my own home as I am lucky. As soon as we reached home I was mesmerized to see everything around. 

With the time I started to blend in the new environment. But even after years, every now and then (Continuing in caption) #Collab #foundhome #YourQuoteAndMine #shortstory #findinghome #parentchildrelationship #relationshipbylove #unconditionalloveofparents
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When they came to take me from the orphanage I was very happy.  Everyone there already told me that now I will have my own home as I am lucky. As soon as we reached home I was mesmerized to see everything around. 

With the time I started to blend in the new environment. But even after years, every now and then some mean people around used to remind me that I am different from.

One day I got too annoyed by bullying and asked mom, "Why everyone keep saying I am lucky to get you, daddy and this home? Why they don't understand like they have family, I can have one. Why do they keep reminding me that I came from an orphanage? Why mom?". I kept sobbing.
When they came to take me from the orphanage I was very happy.  Everyone there already told me that now I will have my own home as I am lucky. As soon as we reached home I was mesmerized to see everything around. 

With the time I started to blend in the new environment. But even after years, every now and then (Continuing in caption) #Collab #foundhome #YourQuoteAndMine #shortstory #findinghome #parentchildrelationship #relationshipbylove #unconditionalloveofparents
Collaborating with YourQuote Baba    

When they came to take me from the orphanage I was very happy.  Everyone there already told me that now I will have my own home as I am lucky. As soon as we reached home I was mesmerized to see everything around. 

With the time I started to blend in the new environment. But even after years, every now and then some mean people around used to remind me that I am different from.

One day I got too annoyed by bullying and asked mom, "Why everyone keep saying I am lucky to get you, daddy and this home? Why they don't understand like they have family, I can have one. Why do they keep reminding me that I came from an orphanage? Why mom?". I kept sobbing.