Quietly Watching the Pure Promise

My parents died young, and my relatives passed me from one to another. I was bullied and excluded from childhood, and never felt a shred of warmth. Still, I wanted someone to treat me gently, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find that. I was about to give up.

But then, right at that moment, I seemed to see a ray of sunshine breaking through my protective shell. It felt so warm. I hadn't been this happy in ages.