The Past (1)

Elena..

"Thank you aunty!"

I smiled as I lifted the empty basket which contained various fresh flowers before. Flowers that I took from a flower shop own by Aunt Anastasia who I consider like my own mother. Since she and her husband had no children, they decided to treat me as their child.

Yup, I'm a girl who grew up in an orphanage. Both my parents died in an accident that took their lives. I was the only survivor, and according to the story of the head of the orphanage, my parents had no family. Whether it's because I was abandoned when I was too young, I don't feel sad at all. It's just that sometimes I feel jealous every time I see another child with their parents. I often imagine what if I was in their shoes. Will I have the same smile? Am I going to whine for something like they do? However, my wishful thinking disappeared after I grew up. After all, now I have a nice life. Being surrounded by good people is a gre