Emma Angelus (Move your mouse to reveal the content) Emma Angelus (open) Emma Angelus (close) -"Be kind to your teachers now and make sure not to do any mischief. " Dad said, looking down at me, he took his big hand and ruffled my hair. -"But you are so kind, so I do not think you will do it either. Come on now, let's go. " He went ahead and I held tight on my father's hand, a woman with a white dress arrived, she had glasses and tacked brown hair. She smiled broadly at us while I hid behind my dad. -"Welcome , I did not think you would get here so fast!" The woman looked down at me. -"Oooh~, is this your fine girl that is going to begin in our school?" Said the woman and father nodded. -"Yes and I hope she gets a good education in this school too, but please, be kind and patient with her, she damaged her brain a little bit in birth and have difficulties understanding words, concentrate and do not talk much at all." The woman nodded at Dad's response. -"That's why we have this special school, sir." She said cheerfully, Dad turned to me and bent down, took his hands on my shoulders and said. -"Remember what I've told you, Dad will send letters to you every day and remember that I love you." Dad kissed my forehead and I looked up with a sad look. -"Papa..." I said weakly, Dad smiled at me and started walking away. -"PAPA!" I ran after him but the woman held me, the gates were closed and dad disappeared into the car. Tears went down at my cheeks and I started to cry. -"Papa, PAPA!" I tried to take me out of the woman grip while I saw the car go further into the fog and then disappearance altogether. The woman grabbed my arm and pulled me into the large brown building, the fog started to become dense and the trees around began almost lost them too. -"Come and I'll show you your room in the attic, you 'll get a new school uniform, be sure not to contaminate it!" The woman continued to pull me up the stairs and I continued to cry. --------------------------------------- The students had gone up from their beds and started eating breakfast, the teachers kept track of what they did and food aunts stood behind the counter and gave the children food. Students from different ages were there, from 10 to more than 15 years. So far, I was the youngest student there, seven and a half years. But the teachers said I was eight years old even though my birthday isn't near yet. The students stared at me and I was getting nervous and scared, one of the teachers pushed me to a table and I sat down. In front of me there was a tray filled with strange food and water aside, it is this kind of thing we "special" children receive? I was still not sure why being "special" is so bad,sure, Iit was harder to me to learn than the others in the class and I can not remember the words or what they all mean. But teachers should surely ensure that you get extra help? -" Eat your breakfast now!" Roared one of the teachers and I took up the fork , each bite I took was chewy like gum and the water tasted strange. -"To your classroom!" The teachers sent us into the classroom, all stood up at once and began to walk out of the dining room. I looked around anxiously and confused. -"Papa..." I want my daddy to come back and pick me up, that this was all a joke and I can go back to my life at home as normal.