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Granny left the table as soon as she heard me questioning about my past. Looking at her i felt may be granny is struck by the lightening bolt.

' well you are still little to know. When you grew older I'll tell you ' she replied.

' you said it for past two years. I'm ten year old now so tell me' I pleaded.

with fury she replied ' I picked you from the garbage bin near the lodge when you are a child. are you satisfied now?'

I knew from the beginning even if she say she adopted me, I was an abandoned child. But hearing it in this form it did hurt.so I ran away from there. She did not tried to stop me.

I stood before the mirror staring at my own reflection as the word echoed " abandoned child". I sighed heavily ," there it goes. look at you now acting all grown up. You are just a child. granny was right. ' I shouted.

" it doesn't matter to me who's child you are so it shouldn't matter to you also. I gave you the name Rebecca Julius. It hold a lot of affection' granny was saying these to me.

' why granny it's special?'

' it's the name of my daughter who was brutally murder the day I found you. The way your eyes glittered it reminded me of her. She was detective who fought for the justice of others and didn't got hers ' the tears rolled down her cheeks.

' I'm sorry granny, I made you cry. ' I regretted saying the earlier words.

' Even if I say don't care about your past , I know it's not simple. So I'll just suggest that when you are you , when you spread you name across by your own capability will you unwind the past '

' today I pledge granny, until it's me I'll never think of my past. I'll make the present stronger.

' well enough with this and all just go out and play and come early, don't waste my time ' patting by back granny draged me out of my room .

I didn't think much then and just followed the pace. But when I think now back those days were my peaceful one. Those are the memories I liked to enjoy again and again. The warmth of a person who is dear to you gives a sense of security.

Well that time I had one and only nest friend with whom I share my feeling and who understood me better. Her name was Rosalia. But all called her Rose. she was the prettiest person i had seen after me though. She was the loud mouth who can't keep a single word inside her stomach. In her are she was famous as LS..miss loud speaker.

' Rebecca! hii there long time no see ' rose talked like thunder.

' well didn't you just saw me nearly 6 hours ago' I questioned.

' yeah...you are right. how silly of me ' she laughed .

' thanks rose for everything'

' now what was that for?'

Rose was the first true friend I had. She never cared what so about my past, about who I am. She even fought against the boys who teased me. She was like an older sister to me.

' for being my true friend '

An unspoken gratitude spread across us bringing a warmth feeling...She carved the present me...

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