fe came in

d. Now living in New York, I have finished high school and am now

r got married to anyone after her demise. My grandparents always loved me, and my grandfather was the one who gave me the name Sarah Rose. Rose is my grandmother's name, a

ery six months, saying I might kill them too, but now

sent me to the Host

sed to spend most of my vacations in the hostel only, as no one ever came to pick me up. The hostel

dark room, holding a picture of my mother, and cry my heart ou

ends. Every night I used to sit at the window a

, and they were the only people I could call mine. I hardly see my father. He

aying I was an orphan; well, I

son, and slowly, I have also stopped trying to b

m. I was a topper, and the computer has become my favou

and made me way stronger t

ame hostel, they got to know I was the reason for my mother's

sick and their thoughts are sick, so I never to

d to so many Universities for my higher studies, as I

my grandfather had passed away. My world shattered hear

, I cried my heart out. They are the only ones I have in this wor

granny. She kept on consoling me. When I saw the last glimpse of my

to his study at 10 am. I look at the time.

hen why did he want to meet me? Suddenly, lots of questions were coming into my mind.

ryone. One person was almost my grandfather's age. I guess I have seen him somewhere, and the other two are in their late 40s. One man may be in hi

d she signs me to sit bes

no one wanted to. After some time, we again heard the kn

shake hands with my father. My father

is here?" he asked, looking at

akes one file out a

f Mr Samuel Williams, and as we all know today,

understand what is going on, but whe

as snatched my last happi