At my parents grave
(we found each other)

I still know exactly when it happened. It was my eighteenth birthday. And the eighteenth anniversary of my parents' death.

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Now I am sitting here at your grave as I do every year. It's my fault, my fault, that you died. You two have always stood up for others. You two always tried to convert my grandfather. Especially you mom. His daughter. But he never even listened to you. You only heard about the abbey far too late. As I have seen from your diaries, you were just pregnant. My grandfather, Voltaire, wanted me to be put in this abbey. He wanted lots of children from all over the world. But you both have turned against him. Despite your mother's pregnancy, you both built many orphanages to bring the children there first. But your project didn't get any recognition because all of Russia was on my grandfather's side.I read a lot in my mother's diaries, which I found in some box. You wrote how happy you were when new children were always saved. You had to hide all the time. Hide from Voltaire's troops. You had little to eat. And especially because you were pregnant with me too, things got worse. But you were able to save fewer and fewer children. The state has closed the orphanages. Voltaire had a hand in everything. Now, as I do every year, I kneel in front of your grave and try not to cry. You always wrote that you hope that I will be a happy and happy boy. I let my mother down. I am the complete opposite. At the end of your pregnancy you wrote "I call my son Kai. Kai is the warrior's name. I hope that my son will be as strong as his father!" I am not strong. Oh no! Even if it always seems that way. I always pretend to be strong but in reality I am weak.I have no one. Nobody to comfort me when I'm sad. Nobody. And that makes me weak. I never wanted to have feelings for anyone again. So that I don't have to suffer again when this person leaves me. I will never get as good as you. I am not worthy of being your son. Because of me, the kindest people in the world died. You had just given birth to me, mom. You held me in your arms In an alley. You couldn't go to the hospital. But you didn't care. You held me in your arms. At that moment, you were the happiest people in the world. I was just wrapped in a dirty blanket. And I was taken away from you. One of Voltaire's men found you. You begged him not to harm me. Two shots. I screamed. How do I know you two are probably asking each other. I talked to grandfather. I looked your killer in the eyes. "Aha, so this is the descendant of your unworthy daughter and her worthless husband!"I was so full of hatred. I'm sorry mom and dad. I killed him. There was a gun there. I'm no better than him. But at that moment I was more angry than ever. Voltaire patted me Shoulder and said "yes this is my grandson. It was no longer useful anyway. "I looked at him. He laughed at me. I had killed a person and he laughed at me. I pulled the trigger again. He hit the ground. Blood all over the place. My hands were soaked with blood. I was so disgusted mom. I did." disgusted myself. I put the gun to my temple. No, I couldn't die now. That would be too cowardly. I will have to live with this agony for the rest of my life. I have withdrawn even more. Mama. You wanted that I'm happy. But I don't deserve to be happy. I tried. But it didn't work. Mom, I'm so sorry. No, I can't anymore. Tears ran down my cheeks for the first time in years."Forgive me!" I roared into the night and broke the silence of the cemetery. A sob. I turned around. And there you stood. I wiped the tears from my eyes. "Ray! What are you doing here?" "It's ... I'm so sorry!" "What are you sorry?" "It's ... it's ... it's my fault. The death of your parents. It's my fault. "" No, how did you get that? "" My uncle, it was him! He killed your parents. "" Ray, what are you talking about? "" My uncle worked for your grandfather he brought the children. So he also brought me from China. But your parents protected me as best they could. But suddenly they were gone. He had the order from your grandfather not to kill them. He only killed them because he was me Then I came to a village in the deepest province of China. There I got to know the White Tigers. And so I came to Bladen. I only found out later, from the village elder, what had happened. I dug out a box. A box from childhood days.There was a picture there. There were two people in the picture. One with ruby ​​eyes. And the other with gray-blue hair. There was a dedication on the back of the photo.
For the small, strong, friendly and yet cheeky Ray!
By: Tatiana and Alexander Hiwatari
The eyes of this woman and the man radiated such warmth and friendliness. If it hadn't been for me, your parents would still be alive. When I got to know you, I couldn't believe my eyes. You had the same eyes as the man in the photo. And your name is Hiwatari. I could not believe it. I started doing some research. And then I came across the Hiwatari file. I was trying to pay off my debt somehow. But you didn't let anyone touch you. I asked Mr. Dickenson and he told me it had something to do with your past. I knew immediately what it was about. I got to know you You have done so much for our team. Hidden and secret, but I found out.I fell in love with you. You were just as kind as your parents. I always followed you to your parents' grave. Have you never wondered who the flowers came from? I put them there. Oh Kai, please forgive me. "I had to think of an entry in my mother's diary:" I forgive my father. I know how he used to be. I don't care what he's done now. For me, what counts is what he used to do. "And these words Rays:" I fell in love with you! "What did his mother once write?:" I hope my little Kai finds happiness! "Oh yes, I have to dare. I want to be happy for his mother. I kissed Ray. At my parents grave." Kai, no. Please don't do it. I don't deserve, don't deserve that you love me! "" Ray. My mother wrote that she wanted me to be happy. But I will only be happy with you! Ray i love you! "" I love you too Kai! "It was raining. Raining was the wrong word. Individual drops from the sky.They landed on my cheek. "These are my mother's tears. Now she can rest, because she knows that I am happy."

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Now Ray and I are in our thirties and we're still happy. Every year we visit my parents at the grave and tell them about our organization. We help children, children who have had a past like me. If my parents hadn't died, I would never have met Ray. It was destiny. My parents died so I could find Ray. It makes me sad that I won't see her alive. But I know that they will end up catching me and Ray with open arms in the afterlife. I'm looking forward to it. When I can finally take you in my arms ... mom and dad ...