I found myself alone and with nobody to call out to. I was scared, sad, and unable to fend for myself..not long after, I was found and brought to a orphanage. Kids didn't like me much. They would always play a game called face ball..they would always throw stuff in my face and I had no way of defending myself. I locked myself in the bathroom and cry myself to sleep. But one day I met 2 kids who stood up for me and actually fought the other kids whenever they would hurt me. But...it didn't last that long.. a week later after the 3 of us called each other family, they were killed..from what I was told. I had a emotional shut down. Eventually I did get adopted..but because this part is already ready depressing enough. I will not share the life of being adopted.