I wake up hearing the other girls in my orphanage getting ready to go to breakfast. I get up, too, get dressed and head to the dining room where my favorite nun, Nun Suzanne gives me a plate of oatmeal, an apple, and a small glass of milk. As I eat some girls laugh at me and I know why, I am the person who has been here the longest, 13 years to be exact. Then suddenly I start day dreaming and see this woman screaming and hiding in a corner in a dark room. In fact she looks like me, I keep day dreaming and see a guy walking up holding a knife in his hand. A chill goes up my spine like it was real, no way, it can't be. "Breakfast is over everyone, get to your jobs. Chop, chop!" announces Nun Mary. I quickly obey and walk to the closet, where I grab a broom and start sweeping the floor. All of the sudden dust falls onto my head and I find an attic door caked with the stuff. I know none of the nuns would'nt want to see this so I get a duster and dust it off. I never seen this door before but maybe I just never payed attention to the ceiling. Once I'm done I am very temted to see what's inside. So I grab a flashlight from my room and open the door.
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Images of life.
RandomLucy has liven her life at an orphanage for 13 years. Then one day she discovers this box in the attic and finds some very important information. Can she solve the mystery of her missing parents?
