Chapter 393 (1/2)
Marcus orphanage, San Jose, December 5, 1991, 11 p.m.
It was snowing heavily and the wind was cold.
”Sister Amy, do you hear anyone crying?” 11 year old daiffel whispered to another girl sleeping under her bed.
The girl is also young, only 13 years old. She rubbed her eyes as if she had been woken up after falling asleep. ”Dear daiffel, there's no sound. Go to bed quickly!”
”No, I hear you! Someone's crying and screaming
”Yes? What is she talking about? ”
”She seems to be saying 'no'. I'm too far away to hear it clearly!”
”Daiffel, I didn't hear a word. Besides, it's snowing and the wind is blowing. You must have heard wrong!”
”Yes, I heard someone cry and cry!” Said daiffel, with a stubborn look on her face. Then she turned over and sat up. ”Sister Amy, I'm going to have a look!” With that, daiffel climbed down the ladder.
”Daiffel, it's cold outside!”
”Never mind!” Said daiffel, putting on her clothes.
The girl named Amy shook her head, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. ”Daiffel, I'll go with you.” She said, ”but you'll have to listen to me later!”
”Great, sister Amy!” Daiffel blinked his big bright eyes and said happily, ”I'm a little scared to go out alone.”
After a while, they put on thick clothes and walked out of the room.
As soon as I got out of the room, I felt the cold wind piercing my bones, and the two little girls shivered with cold.
”Sister Amy, the voice seems to come from this side!” Like a rabbit, daiffel ran to the right in an instant, and Amy followed her. Two or three minutes later, they came to the outside of Marcus Clare's room. At this time, even Amy heard the cry.
”Don't, Dean. Please let me go!”
”Let you go? Ha ha... Shalin, I feed you and live for you. I also built a school for you to study in the orphanage. Now it's your turn to repay me! Come on, let me enjoy it
The old Dean's voice was obscene and terrifying. After hearing it outside, daiffel trembled.
The door of the room didn't close completely. With daiffel's little hand, Emila walked cautiously to the gate. Through the crack of the door, they saw what was happening in the room. Marcus Clare, the old Dean, was smiling and naked on a 14-year-old girl. Both daiffel and Amy knew the girl. Her name was sarin and she also lived in the orphanage. At the moment, sarin's clothes were rudely taken off by Marcus Clare. No matter how she cries, the old Dean just ignores her, but her interest rises.
Daiffel's face became very pale. Although she was only 11 years old, Americans grew up early and understood what the old Dean was doing to Charlene. She was so scared that she almost cried out, when Amy quickly covered her mouth.
”Daiffel, let's get out of here!” Amy said as she pulled Duffel out.
Soon, they went back to their rooms.
When daiffel came back to the room, he curled up and shivered. Amy hugged her and said softly, ”don't be afraid, daiffel. My sister will protect you!”
Daiffel nodded in amazement.
As time went by, daiffel grew up. Whenever she was about to go to bed at night, she was very focused. Every so often she could hear a little cry. She knew that Marcus Clare, the old Dean, must be bullying other girls.
Those sounds were like the voice of the devil, and they tormented daiffel all night. Daiffel became more and more afraid and withdrawn. She worried that one day, her tragic fate would turn to her