Kathrine: I’m An Orphan But I Won’t Do It – Episode 18
After they took Linda away, the room seemed colder, and we instinctively gathered together, feeling sçãrēd and unsure about what was happening. The quietness in the room felt heavy, like it was pressing down on us, and the only sounds we heard were the quiet whispers we exchanged, almost as if we were afraid of being overheard.
Maria leaned in and whispered, her eyes wide with fēãr, “Did you notice how he looked when Linda got síçk?” She seemed really worried and wanted to know if anyone else had seen the expression on his face.
I replied, my voice shaking a little, “He seemed upset, like he didn’t expect this to happen.”
Lisa shivered and said, “What if they did something to Linda? What if they’re trying things out on us?” We were worried that maybe Linda was being treated bædly, and we wondered if they were doing tests on us too.
Speaking so softly that it was almost hard to hear, Sophie said, “We need to figure out how to ésçàpé. We can’t allow them to keep treating us like this.”
While we were talking, we started hearing a faraway sound that got louder with each moment. It sounded like footsteps. Our hearts started beating faster as the door opened, and a new man walked in. He was wearing a white coat, and it was a different person from before.
“Hi, everyone,” he greeted us, his voice sounding both creepy and sweet. “I’m sorry for the trouble we’ve caused. Our first tests weren’t supposed to make you feel this way.” His words had a strange mix of kindness and something that didn’t feel right.
Mia’s voice shook as she asked, “What did you do to Linda?”
The man in the white coat’s mouth formed a creepy smile. “Linda is better now. We’re doing some tests to make sure none of you have any health problems.” His words sounded both reassuring and strange at the same time.
My voice, mixed with a bit of ænger, asked, “What do you want from us? Why are you making us go through this?”
The man looked at all of us, and his behavior made us uncomfortable. “We want to make sure you’re all okay before we do anything else. We want to help each of you, but we have to check if there are any health problems first.” His words seemed to be a mix of concern and something that didn’t feel right.
In that room with not much light, we suddenly understood what was happening. It was like we were putting together a puzzle, but it was a puzzle from a nightmare. We realized that Linda didn’t just get sïçk by accídént – it was planned.
Now we knew what they wanted – they wanted us to do what they said. The truth hit us hard, and it felt like a heavy cloud of worry was all around us. We didn’t know why they were doing all this, and it made us doubt everything. We were losing any hope we had left.
The door opened slowly again, and the man in the white coat left, making everything quiet and eerie. We were thinking so many things, trying to understand how bad the situation was.
And just when we were starting to understand how bad it was, a new man came in. He was a real Amērïcãñ, dressed more casually, but he seemed like he had control over the situation.
“Hi, everyone,” he greeted us, his voice calm and sure. “I’m here to say I’m sorry for what you’ve been through. I know it’s been really hard, and I apologize for that.” His words were soothing, and he seemed like he genuinely cared about how we felt.
What he said felt real, and it was so different from the way we were usually treated. It was like a sudden change that made us wonder why he was acting this way.
“I want to talk about what you’ve been through,” he went on, his eyes showing that he understood how we felt. “The things you faced were a way to see how strong you are. We needed to know if you could handle what’s coming next.” He was trying to help us understand why we went through all those tough situations.
Maria’s voice was full of doubt as she asked, “So what’s next? Are there going to be more tests?”
He nodded, looking serious. “Yes, there will be more tests, but they’re to make sure you’re okay. We want to give you a chance to have a better life, to get away from the tough times you’ve been through.”
What he said sounded good, and a small part of me wanted to trust him. But I still remembered how upset Linda was, and it was hard to forget that. Even though he was trying to reassure us, we couldn’t help feeling sçãrēd.
“Linda… What about her?” I managed to ask, my voice quivering.
He sighed and shook his head, looking worried. “I’m sorry to say that Linda didn’t do well on the test. She won’t be able to be part of what’s next.” He seemed sad to have to tell us this news.
I looked at Maria, and we both felt more unsure. If Linda failed the test, why were they letting her leave? Something didn’t make sense, and it made me doubt if we were being told the truth.
“But for the rest of you,” he said, his voice gentler, “you’ve shown that you’re strong and determined. We want to give you a hand.” He tried to encourage us and let us know they cared about us.
While he talked, I could sense the appeal in his words, the idea of a better future he was presenting. It felt like we could ignore the bad things that happened and focus on the hope he was giving us.
Surprisingly, he opened the door, and there was Linda, looking like a completely different person. She was dressed in a way that made her seem like she had gotten better suddenly. She gave us a small smile and waved, almost like she was saying goodbye.
I looked at Maria once more. Something didn’t feel right. It looked like Linda leaving was planned, like they wanted to make it seem real even if it wasn’t.
He said it again, like he really wanted us to believe him. “We really want to help you.” “We just need to ensure your health before we can take the next step; Scholarships for education, a chance to rebuild your lives abroad.”
The Amērïcãñ man’s words seemed to make sense to most of the girls. Their eyes lit up with hope, like they suddenly saw a chance for things to get better. They really wanted things to change, to escape from the tough times that had taken over their lives.
Maria and I, though, didn’t feel so sure. Something inside us told us to be careful, not to believe everything he said. We tried to tell the others that we had doubts, that things might not be what they seemed, but they were so excited that they didn’t really listen.
To be continued ✍️