A man whom I've been addressing as my Dad got taken away by a few scary-looking guys that were wearing blue uniforms. I am so sad, but at the same time, I am really confused and scared. Because my Dad glared at me as he got taken away. That was the first time he gave me such a scary face.
I don't have a childhood, or maybe I should say I don't remember about my childhood. I just have a breif image of myself crying everyday in a very murky place which my Dad told me, was called 'Orphanage'. My Dad was the one who came to take me out of the horrible Orphanage. He told me that he is my new Dad, and my real Mom and Dad threw me away to the Orphanage. When he also told me that I will be working with him, I was very happy that I had a family to work with.
He brought me to a big houes called a 'Factory', where he said it was our house. He just asked me to carry some things around from place to place in the factory. It was quite heavy, but I was fine with it as long as I could make my Dad smile. Whenever I helped him to carry some things around, he smiled at me and told me that I am a good boy. He also gave me paper works everyday. He told me that bad guys were trying to take our factory away, and I had to help him by looking through the papers and check which company did not paid us the correct amount of money and etcetera. I spent multiple hours everyday looking through all the papers. My eyes started to hurt after some time, but I did not wish to make my Dad unhappy, so I tried my best to look through all the papers that he gave without complaining.
He always ate some dark-coloured meat that looked like a rock. When I asked him why he doesn't give me the dark-coloured meat to eat, he told me that it is not a nice food since it is very tough to chew, unlike rice that is soft. He said that he do not wants me to ruin my teeth by eating the meat, and he is going to eat it instead of me. It looked nice to eat, and I really wanted to try eating it. But since my Dad did not wanted me to eat it, I had to control myself.
He also gave me a really comfortable bed to sleep. Unlike in orphanage, where I slept on hard floor. The bed he gave me was really soft, and there was also a pillow for me to sleep well. So basically, I was really thankful to my dad for getting me out of the orphanage, giving me works to do, delicious food to eat, and a place to sleep comfortably. I liked my life much, much more than back in the orphanage. I just had nothing to complain about.
Then one day, when I was looking through the paper works, a group of scary-looking guys rushed in and pushed my Dad down onto the floor. I couldn't move at all. I was terrified as one of the scary-looking guy screamed loudly, "You are under arrest for abusing mentally disabled children and making use of them in your factory!!!". I stood up and tried to walk towards my Dad but I was forced to sit down. I started to cry as they put some chains on his wrist and dragged him away, but my Dad glared at me instead of giving me his smile that I always wanted to see. I watched sadly as he was taken away. I felt terribly afraid and did not knew what to do.
Now, I am sent back to the orphanage. It is a different one, but it is still a place that I hate to be in. With a bunch of other people that do not talk to me, I still wonder why is my Dad taken away and I am back in the orphanage. And why was my Dad glaring at me when he was taken away?
♠This is a story of a mentally disabled boy's point of view.
Photo credits:
http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Man_being_arrested.jpg
http://www.gregenslen.com/2013/01/healthier-living-getting-a-real-job/
http://www.fmkorea.com/75107052
http://blog.caplinked.com/2014/02/25/million-dollar-steak-dinner/
http://rudoilaw.com/felonies#.VPrUAk1xnDc
http://imgkid.com/sad-boy-alone-crying.shtml
Jun