---- Chapter 5 I walked on the streets with the same clothes that I had been wearing that day. I had nothing in my hands or my pockets. I left with nothing. Walking aimlessly on the streets, watching the traffic and people go by, I suddenly felt like I was alive. Everyone was living with hope, yet I had no idea where my next adventure was. I walked for a long time until I stumbled upon an abandoned factory. It was just the start of autumn. The days were still hot, but the nights got colder. At night, I had goosebumps from the cold. I hid in the corner of the factory to block the breeze. In fact, compared to the mental asylum, the abandoned factory was heaven to me. The cold did not bother me anyway, since I was already dead inside. ---- I was exhausted, so I fell asleep. I dreamt that I was wearing a pretty puffy dress, running around on the field with a balloon in my hand. Acouple stood behind me, beaming at me-my parents. Although I could not see their faces clearly, I was sure that they were really good-looking. When I was tired of playing, I ran into their arms. My father would pick me up high in the air, making me giggle loudly. My mother weaved a pretty bracelet with wildflowers. I happily spun around the field with it in my hands. Suddenly, everything went black. I could hear crying everywhere. Someone had picked me up. I was crying out for my mother. I shuddered and woke up from my dream. All ---- these years, I had the same dream. Even though it was not the same every time, it ended the same way. Ihad been an orphan for a long time, so I could no longer remember the past, nor could I remember what my parents looked like. The skies were getting brighter. My stomach twitched in pain once more. I had puked up everything I ate the day before, and I was penniless. I wondered when my next meal would be. I got up, but I felt dizzy. I shook my head and slowly walked out of the abandoned factory. I was ina deserted area. I walked for a long time to reach a proper street. In front of me was a high- end hotel. I thought of applying for a job there since I desperately needed one. When the manager heard that all I needed was food and a place to stay, and that I did not care about the pay, his eyes gleamed with interest.