Living my life religiously step by step I had a routine, not one thing was different besides my meals. I've been like this since the accident a few years ago, it was the day my parents took themselves out of this world.

Yeah yeah I know what your thinking, why the hell would they do it? How could they leave their child behind? Who will take care of her?

It's not what you think, they weren't my real parents. More like my adoptive parents, the ones to adopt me were missionaries. They travelled the world helping in different countries, I met them when they came to Thailand. My real parents had died because of sickness, as well bring dirt poor. Not being able to buy the necessary medicines, being the only girl child in a Chinese family growing up in Thailand was more rough than it looked.

My 16 yr old self not knowing any better, I lived a sheltered life. We were poor but I was still provided for. Until they bied of sickness, I was busy burying my dad when they came upon me in the makeshift graveyard.

I prayed over my father's body, after I shoveled the last bit of the dirt over him. I was dragging my mother's wrapped up dead body, when I fell to my knees. I was so hungry, but I used what little money I had to by nice material to wrap her in.

Having fallen, I felt a wet substance touch my dry chapped lips and I drank slowly. A rag wiping up any that had spilled, a substance that tasted of food slowly being fed to me. I slowly started to hiccup from eating too quickly, arms around me telling me to sleep.

A beautiful singsong voice humming a familiar melody, "Don't worry my husband And I will take care of everything, just rest and we will take you with us."

I woke up a few hours later, on a plane which shook from the turbulence. "Sweetheart what is your name?"

I tried speaking but my throat, mouth were drier then Sahara Desert. A soothing hand drawing circles upon my shoulder.

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I got the letter saying I am too old to be put in a orphange. But young enough to have foster parents.

"Sweetheart, we will be your mom and dad don't worry. What's your name?"

I know I couldn't speak English to well. So I grabbed a pen from my pocket, the napkin was the only thing in site. I write Alecia Li, I smiled shyly, as I pointed to the name and then to my self.

"It's a beautiful name, My name is Hannah Li. My husband's name is Junior Li. We hope you can accept us as your family, we will teach you about the world we live in and teach you what you need to survive."

That's the last thing I remember, after I graduated at 17. I went to college at 18, graduating at 24 with a BA in Music Theory. Apparently I was super smart and a fast learner, but that night though changed, for me and my future.

Having woken up from a nightmare, I woke to a strange tapping sound and gagging. It terrified me to the core, I grabbed my phone calling the authorities. Crying into the phone as I sat there hugging my knees, wondering why they killed themselves.

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But here I am about to turn 25, they left me with everything they ever owned. I moved from the old house, I called a priest and told him to do an exorcism on the house. I couldn't live there, there was no way in hell. Having lost my birth parents, now my adopted parents. That's one too many set of parents, in my eyes.

Yesterday I fell at work, due to exhaustion. I got my test results, apparently I'm dying. I'm just walking around with the paper in my hand, my mind in a daze. When I My bag was grabbed, I didn't feel like running after them. So I tightened my hold on my bag and swung my elbow up hitting him in the middle of his back as he tried to run, "Listen here punk, I'm not in the fucking mood. Let go of my bag before I end up hurting you, more than you are now."

He just laughed in my face, "Fine you asked for it, don't say I didn't warn you." I had yelled out, a crowd was gathering.

I tightened my grip, pulling him to me and flipped him over my shoulder. I put my foot, with slight pressure on his nuts. "Let go of my bag, before I crush your small ass baby maker!"

I gritted my teeth, I was not feeling good again. My body swayed as I tried to shake out of it, arms caught me. "Hyung, grab her bag!"

I didn't know who it was but I was thankful, I felt my eyes close as my body couldn't bear the news of what had taken place not even an hour ago.