“He took me to his home, where other children played and laughed without any signs of depravity. Turned out they were orphans just like me. He had an ability to restore our spirit, a pregnant wife who cooked and took care of us, and a child of his own around my age who led the children. It was one long dream that spanned across seven years, during which his wife birthed another son, orphans came and went, and I developed my first crush on the eldest son. “It came to a tragic end when I was thirteen. The orphanage took in two boys who became the first children too broken to be fixed. Their
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This is a concise way of telling the story. Tashami, the diatia, and so on.
