The lady I fondly call Mom,
Is not my mom.
The children I live with... are not my siblings.
I live in the Grace Field House. 
And I'm an orphan.
Or so I thought.

Chapter 1:
The Grace Field House 62149

Reader's POV」

Tw:
Although not just in this chapter throughout the whole book there's gore, violence, neglect?, it might get stressing to the reader so just a warning

      I groaned as I woke up to some whispering in my ear. 
"It's free real estate," the person said. I giggled slightly, trying to keep the 'still asleep' act on. "Y/n," Emma groaned, trying to wake me up. "Wake uuuup," she continued.

When I finally opened my eyes, Emma smiled. I looked at the clock, it was just 5:59. Just then, the bell rang. Emma ran out of my room and into the smaller kids'. I sighed slightly and put on my shoes.

I've been living here for 11 years. I'm one, if not the oldest, of the oldest of the 39 kids who currently live here.

I made my way to the dining room with a smile on my face. "Good morning, Y/n!" a smaller kid told me as they ran alongside Emma. "Morning Conny," I said with a smile. I passed them and went into the dining room.

"Good morning, Y/n," Norman told me with a smile as I walked up to him. "Norman, morn-" I got cut off by one of the smaller kids jumping on my back, "Ing!" I exclaimed the last part.

Norman chuckled while Ray decided to tease me, "Morn-ING, Y/n," he said. "Oi! Don't tease me," I said, crossing my arms. "I can tease you all I want," Ray said. "Whatever," I said, sticking my tongue out at him. They then said morning to an excited Emma when she and the other clutter of children came in.

"Why are you so energetic? You haven't had breakfast yet," Norman told her.
"How old are you again? Five?" Ray asked.

"Yeah, Emma, you're more childish than most of the children here," I said with a chuckle.

"I'm 11, the same as you guys! Even if it doesn't seem that way!" Emma shot back, Mom giggled. "You're so mean, Ray!" she then said.

"Emma, Y/n, could you give me a hand here?" Mom asked. I nodded and walked over as Emma skipped.
"But Mom, I want to redo my entrance!" Emma cried, Mom holding onto her.
"Why? I love that about you," Mom said softly.
"That I'm a five yours old inside?!" Emma exclaimed.
"No, that you care deeply about your family," Mom told her. Emma smiled, "Thanks," she responded.

Mom gave me a smile, I looked away and walked away. I grabbed the food and set it on the table, not caring to smile back.
Sure, she took care of us over the years of our lives. But, I couldn't smile back. I couldn't respond to her in a happy tone. Even if she made me happy, I couldn't do it. I was grateful and all, yet I could return the feeling of happiness she gave me.

After I helped set the food, I sat down to ear next to Norman. Mom rang the bell and we said our thanks for the food.

This was our normal lives, I never doubted it. We had warm beds, delicious food, all-white uniforms, I.D. numbers on our necks (mine was 62149), and... the Daily Test.

"It's for the future. For yourselves." Mom says these tests take the place of schools.

I took the test, trying to go fast yet not so fast I'd fail.

Once we were done, mostly everyone was tired. I laid my chin in my palm with a sigh.
"Norman. Ray. Emma. Y/n. You all did an amazing job! You got 300 points again! Perfect scores!" Mom exclaimed, giving us a smile. As always, I didn't smile back.

After the test, we were allowed to play. Normally, I would sit next to Ray and read a book with him. I did that everyday, and I was doing it today.

"Ray," I started, he turned to me, "What if we ran away right now?" I asked him. He looked at me with a quizzical look, "I don't think that would be a good idea," was all he told me.

I took it for my answer.

Norman and Emma soon joined us. Sadly, I was too tired to care about what they were saying. "Y/n," Norman said, waving a hand in front of my face. I blinked several times, "Yes?" I asked. "You zoned out," he said with a kind smile.

I felt my cheeks heat up, when Norman smiled, that always happened. I don't know why, it just did.

I looked away from him as Norman got called for a rematch. "Norman! I want a rematch! But everyone else is it except for you! How about that?" Norman just smiled,
"Sure, But I won't get caught," he said.

"IS that so? You're going to regret it! We're going to catch him. This is your last game after all, Conny."
I just realized it was Conny's last day here. I would absolutely miss her. She always stayed by my side since she got here. It felt as if she were my actual sister.

Conny gave me a smile. I smiled back at her, knowing her leaving would be the saddest one to me.

×Time Skip×

I walked up next to Conny and fixed her ribbon. "Thank you, Y/n," she said softly. I nodded to her and got up as Norman and Emma came in.
"What do you think? Of my new clothes," she asked.
"Lovely! You look great," Emma told her.
"Good!" Conny said.

"I'm going to work hard, even after I leave. I'll be okay. I have my little bunny with me," Conny said.
"Did you know... That there's only one little bunny in the world? Mom made it only for me. It's my treasure. I'm slow. And I wasn't as good at the tests as everyone else. But when I'm an adult, I want to be a mother like mom. And I'm never going to leave my child!" Conny said, her meaningful speech tore my heart.

No one knows their real parents or where they were born. Getting a new family and... departing from here is exciting. But still... saying goodbye is sad.

"Bye!" Conny told us. Tears brimmed in my eyes as I gave her a tight hug. She returned.

After most of us left, Emma and I looked around Conny's room. Our jaws dropped as we saw Conny's bunny in the center of her bed, "Conny?! You forgot him! Nooooooooo!" Emma exclaimed.

"What should I do?" Emma and I wondered out loud, "But Conny's already gone," we got told. "Maybe not," Ray said as he entered the room, a towel wrapped around his neck.

"I saw from the bathroom window that the lights at the gate were on. And Mom, who saw her off, isn't back. So I don't think Conny's actually left yet," Ray told us.

A shimmer of hope went past my heart, "Let's deliver it to her," Norman suggested. I nodded, liking the idea.

"Norman!" Emma (used to be Conny but I finally fixed it) exclaimed.
"I know the correct thing to do is to have Mom send it later. But Conny would be happier if we did something sooner rather than later, right?" Norman asked. "Yeah!" Emma and (used to have another and, but I fixed it) I.

×Time Skip×

Emma tried the back door, but it was locked. "The back door is locked too," I said.
"Of course it is. Mom is gone, so she would lock it up," Emma sighed.
"No problem. I can pick this lock," Norman and I said in unison. We looked at each other and chuckled. He gave me a pin and I started to pick the lock.
"Easy as a puzzle ring," I said. "Wait, what are you doing?" Emma asked with shock.
"What's important is getting Conny's bunny back. We'll get in trouble later.

×Time Skip×

We ran from the house and to a dark alley, "Conny?" Emma called. We walked around the truck, "Wow... It's a real truck," I said in awe, holding the bunny.

Norman looked inside the truck, "She's not inside!" he told us. I lifted up the cover as I said, "Maybe she'll find it if I leave it in the back of the truck." My eyes widened at the horrid sight.

My knees felt wobbly as I dropped the bunny. Tears streamed down my eyes, "N-Norman, Emma," I called out. They walked over to me, their eyes widened as huge as mine did.

Conny's dead body lay there, a flower in her chest, blood around her body.

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妹を失ったので、生きたくありませんでした

Sorry the first chapter is short! I'll make the next longer.
But for the start of a new book!

10/14/19
Word Count- 1476