What's behind the mountain-MADE BY Nour-Sama

Part 1: This is our world

PART 01🌹🌹: This is our world 🔎🏭🔎🏭🔎

Greetings, just call me glowey...and this is my world,

Its simple really, any difference and u are considered "not normal" ,

People don't really like each other, they don't trust each other, any weird move and you are suspicious,

I don't know why and how this happened but I think it was like ten months ago,

Kidnapping became a very common thing at that time, leave it child for a minute and he is gone, our city looked gloomier than usual, u can't see anybody in the streets, even adults,

I guess because every parent of a child that got kidnapped from their home was either found dead or in a very critical state,

All of the parents whom have survived were in hospital in a coma or died on the way to hospital, It was a horrible time,

And there I was, not having a care about the world and the problems happening around me, I was just playing with my toys in my room when my grandfather called : "Glowey honey, I am going to the store, please don't open the door to anybody unless its the police OK ?"

So I called him from my room: "Okay grandpa !! Wait why can't I just go with you ?"

He answered me:" Glowey honey, you already know why I can't let you go with me."

I frowned and said:" okay grandpa..."

So he said: "okay glowey don't be sad, I'll bring u something on the way back and now I'll be off"

So I said: "OKAY !!"

I hear the sound of the door closing, and then....there's silence, only silence,

It scared me for a bit if u ask me...

I just didn't listen to it and just continued to play,until...

..........................

I hear a knock on the door...knock, knock, knock...

Its been three hours since my grandpa left our home...

The store is just down the road....

Did something happen to him..?

Where is he ?...

All these questions are filling my mind...

The stress is hurting my head....

And that knocking too...

WAIT !! IT COULD BE MY GRANDPA !!

I went to the door as fast as I could

I opened the door and then....

?!!!

*This is not my grandpa* is what i thought to my self

It was a police man, two actually

A man and a woman, both looking concerned

The woman had long dark hair and the man had brown hair and a small beard, and they were both wearing their usual ENDice outfit

"Are u ########'s grandson ? ###### is ur name right ?" When of the police men asked , I don't remember clearly

"Yeah... Did something happen to my grandpa ?"

"Umm..."thats what the woman have muttered to her self

"Ur grandfather have died kid, died of a heart attack" the man said blandly, more bland than that that lazagnia we ate at a restaurant ten months ago,

"RICHARD !!!" the woman said to the man

"Shut up Maria he needs to learn the truth , the world is tough" that richard man said

"right... Honey don't worry, u are going to an  orphantage where they could take care of u, now please get ur stuff ready "

The woman said trying to comfort me 

She was bad at that 

VERY BAD

I stood there...silent...I didn't know to react...

My grandfather died...the only person that cared about me...he left me...just like my parents did.....

I didn't realise I was crying until the woman pointed it out...

"Tch... Like this is going to bring ur grandpa from the dead..."

"RICHARD !!!"

"Oh stop screaming I am just saying the truth-"

"RICHARD !!! YOU ARE NOT HELPING AT ALL !!!"

"HE IS JUST A KID RICH, HE IS NOT EVEN A TEEN YET, JUST HOW COULD U SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT-"

"P-please...stop...stop screaming"I said without thinking. "

END OF PART 1.                                  

Phew...Y'all never said that writing is THAT HARD

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AIGHT, HAVE A GREAT DAY / NIGHT !!!