Chapter 1: Arising.

Huh!? Where am I?, What is this? Wait, ahh, noo'

I said as I opened my eyes, and a striking pain went through my head. It was because I was trying to remember what was all that and I suddenly stopped.

I felt as if I lost meaning.

All I remember was that my plane crashed and the red fire, people screaming, and a ticket saying 'To China'.

Every piece of memory flashed as if it were some race car.

As soon as I tried to remember my parents I felt a bad pain in my chest and automatically my tears came out and shove my cheeks with clear Water.

I couldn't even remember who were me.

I cried, but I did not feel anything. And so I collected my self up and tried to stand up.

My legs felt numb as if they were not even there.

I was as if some.. thing.. will definitely happen.

I felt as if a part of me is somewhere in this place but where was it so that I can embrace it.

My head was in continuous pain. My memories were scattered in my brain. I couldn't remember even a bit of my background.

Soon I felt weak and I fainted again. I wondered that where my plane crashed was not this place. So where exactly was I? How did I end up here?

When I got up again, I found myself surrounded by a group of children or so?..

'Hey look, she is awake,' A shaggy haired boy said while looking at me.

'Ah really? This lady doesn't seem familiar with this place,' Another girl said.

'Ya, LA, look at her face and eyes, she doesn't belong here,' An elderly woman said while cooking.

I really couldn't understand what each of them were saying, the language they spoke was not in my set of crumbled memory. Soon one of them spoke to me.

'Nuguseyo? Eoneu nala salam-ieyo?' The elderly woman said to me while glaring at me with a thirst for answers.

"What The.......?" I thought as I Was screaming inside.

"Ajumma eotteohge jinaeseyo." A girl said to the elderly woman.

'' Umm.. I can't understand you" I said politely.

All of them glared with curiosity.

One of the boy popped up And he tried to speak my language.

It was not fluent but enough for me to understand.

His name was Zangh Zi. They were a bunch of children from a orphanage. As such, he introduced me to rest of the people.

The shaggy haired boy was Zangh Fan

The Girl was Zangh Chaer.

The elderly woman was the caretaker of the orphanage. She looked cruel and unusual. Her name Shannon Ling.

The orphanage was not a very beautiful and happy place with only good people.

More people were there. The orphanage was a hell.

The next day I woke up and It had been very early. As soon as I opened my eyes I was told to get to work. But my leg was severely injured. I couldn't even walk.

So she told me to go beg on the streets. Naturally, I refused to leave. But I was dragged away by some other Children nevertheless of my injury.

I was annoyed as a fire ball but there was no where else I could go. It was a remote area. And who knows who could be there. I did as I was told.

When I returned back, I only had a sum of 500 won. I was unlucky enough to suffer from injury and still Roam around the whole area. Some shove me away and some were courteous enough to lend me money.

I was hungry and tired. I hadn't eaten since days.

I saw that children were tortured there who didn't bring enough money. I was in such a terrible atmosphere. Even Zi was there. I was afraid.

I felt a hand covering my mouth and holding my hand from the back. The voice whispered

"Run"

My eyes widened, I broke away from the man and as far as I could but I knew the road finished. But somehow it didn't. Soon I saw a station.

The Station.....

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