To The Judgment of My Life

[#Emily#]

To The Judgment of My Life

~Plot:

At the age fifteen Emily has decided that she has no longer any use of being at Wammy's Orphanage. Confident and young, she plans out what she could do to earn her way of life. Though her path won't go as always planned but that was something to be expected from a fifteen year old girl. Though it's hard to leave when you have your friends staying at Wammy's and them wanting you to stay. Still her thought process has her dead set on leaving and finding a good engineering job. Though to get such a job you need money and money wasn't an issue, it's just the income rate needed from it was.

Skimming through papers secretly for weeks in the job section, a farm about over a hundred miles away is in need of help, willing to pay, provide food and board.Emily being ambitious as she is calls the farm and is hired.

~Prologue~

"Yes,"
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"Yep,"
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"okay will do,"
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"We'll see you than. Have a safe trip,"
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"Yup okay bye,"

Click wen the phone a man was just speaking on, his wife looking over at him hovering around him while she waited to see if they had just got someone new to help them out, and also look over their blind son.

Seth their oldest son, their was nothing wrong with him when he was born, except he couldn't see, he never could. She remembered how she'd weep with her baby in her arms. Sad, felling empathetic because how much of the world he was going to miss, especially the beauty of it.

Her rough stern voice broke through the silence. "Well?" Her husband looked back at his lovely worried wife. "We have another helper..." He paused Though he could see her eyes urge him on. "It's a girl helper, very promising with her grades--" "Wait she's in school? Which school?" asked the wife baffled, that her husband hired this girl especially since she still was in school. "Slightly and the schools at a orphanage..." He said softly not knowing how she'd react. He watched her hands raise to her mouth as her eyes started to tear up. "She has no parents?" She asked barely getting it out. He nodded and walked to her wrapping his arms round her, before he continued on explaining why he's hired her. "Her grades were excellent, she has a strong field in mechanics, knows medicine, and knows how to fight. She's more than qualified," he said softly as he felt his wife relax and lean into him.

She let out a soft sigh and nodded a yes to him. They both started to walk up stairs since it was fairly late. But that's the only way the worker could have called. A creek could be heard every so often, luckily Seth was a deep sleeper, if only he'd open up more. Walking down the hallways where both proud troubled parents checked the six rooms were their children inhabited for their slumber. First off was the youngest; Reina, being only four years old. Her breathing was steady and she was still asleep so that was good. The man squeezed his wife a little tighter as they moved down to the right side of the hall and opened the door to see the second youngest; Mac she was five yet still adorable even as she clutched her limp baby frog in her hands. The wife smiled before wriggling out of her husbands grip bring him the left once again to the next room where their six year old son slept. Jethro was his name, his slept wildly around in his bed but that was normal for him so the parents moved on. Reaching Noah their nine year old son's room. He slept peacefully unlike his younger brother. The parents smiled watching the serene scene for a few second before moving on. They peered in the second to last room which held their ten year old boy, Tike. Tike was pretending to be asleep like normal and they often found him asleep late next morning with a book in his hands. Smiling they went on only opening this door a crack peering in at their oldest son at the age of twelve. Keeil... he often stayed away too late but it wasn't his fault, he couldn't see when the light disappeared or set. Probably why Tike stayed up after his bedtime.

Both parents let out a sigh oblivious that he could hear them walking away to their bed room they softly spoke. "Hopefully this worker can put up with him, and look after him," stated the man. "yes..." replied the wife. before entering their room.

"No one can understand," whispered Keeil whose body shook violently.

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[#Emily#]

Chapter 1: I'm Not Magic...

'All change is not growth, as all movement is not forward.' --- Ellen Glasgow


Today would change Wammy's that was something for sure. Seeing as one child would be setting out for the second time in four months. Yes, before this child was one before. Though their were two teenagers were in fact completely different. Well not totally completely but just enough to be at one another's throats.

More than likely at the moment though the blond male would be in pure hysterics about the female or praising her and all her glory. If you considered her idiocy glory.

Hanging around Matt when they both were suppose to be studying though was a high entertainment for the female considering the red head didn't study he was to lonely and had really no will to study.

Matt was Mello's best friend before Mello left. Yes, Mello was the blond male just a few months younger than the female. He was also the one that left before her, to whereabouts unknown.

"So what's up," questioned the red head, making the female lift her head in a lazy manner.

"Nothing much you," she stated in her normal tone even though her teal eyes could see the red head loud and clearly, on what he was doing.

Raising his eyes from behind his orange goggles he gave the female a look that signified 'you-know-damn-well-what-the-hell-I'm-doing' before letting his eyes fall back down to his ds.

Though the smile on the strawberry red haired female faded remembering that today was hr day to leave. Just as she was about to bug Matt more a guy walked up to both of them making Teal eyes look up as well as orange covered ones.

"Hey Matt, Emily," he asked while smirking making both teenagers skeptical.

"yes," asked Matt while saving and turning off his game wondering if a fight was about to happen since other males now had the lovely tendency to pick on him since Mello left. Though Emily would sometimes intervene with all her color glory.

"Want one?" he questioned holding out a cigarette box. Both teenagers stared at it for a few seconds before both taking one not rejecting the horrible addiction at all. The guy that walked p to them had one placed in his mouth before lighting it with his lighter handing it down to Emily as she than lite her own and Matt's.

Emily pulled out the cigarette after a few seconds okay with the bitter taste just not used to the addicting part of the bud. Matt took it all in though as the guy walked away stating "Remember I'm not liable~"

Emily put it back in her mouth and relaxed further in the room Matt chosen to study in. Matt turned his head and asked "Not bad?" Only getting a nod in response from the female that was suppose to be number four but recently decided to take one of the incredibly lower places among the food chain to reach L. It made Matt wonder a lot. Though he would never get his answer, something Emily would know.

Standing up ever so slowly as Mat had opened a text book and started to study. She affectionately rubbed his red head and stated "Words will not be able to ever express how sorry I am for this, and I have profound regret and sorrow for the multitude of mistakes and harm I have caused." Making the red head's head shoot up to view the smiling female as she walked towards the door.

But an unsuspected halt stopped her as she turned her head so he was able to see a side of her face. "She told me to back off..." With that the female left smiling and ready to go forward.

Matt sat alone with his cigarette Still burning as he repeated every word in his mind on what the female stated and how the last sentence didn't make seance. Though Matt understood oddly on her behavior finally.

The reason why she pulled away from Near three months ago. The reasons why she stuck with him and comforted as well as saved him at times though, and why she was stating sorry. It was a very dramatic moment for Emily to do something like this though for some reason it didn't shock him only made him smile.

"Good luck..."

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Emily walked along side the road bag slung over her tiny almost anorexic shoulders. Her stride was quick for a girl of her age. It would take her a few days to get to her new job by walking but that was just fine. It would build her the much needed character and earn her hopefully the right amount of money in a few years.

It was almost June, so walking wouldn't be so bad it would be more on so of the time consuming doubts and hard ships getting their. In hailing the cigarette she dropped it on the ground and put it out with her sneaker.

The trees swayed with the soft breeze that was around at the time on that country road though that path wouldn't be so deserted after ten or twenty miles. It would quickly fill with people and cars than to be empty once again.

Her job was to help work out their and to watch over a blind boy two years younger than her. It shouldn't be to hard as long as he would be a good listener.

Although the more thinking about the boy the more understanding on why he could be totally rebellious appeared throughout the girl's mind. She couldn't understand how hard it was not to see. He knew that and could be very troubled? Angered? Rejected? She had no clue but one thing she did know wasn't a miracle to be able to live without that one ability.

Because with or without sight, you could always find a way to live on and disappear within the depths of long lost memories...

"A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life." --- Charles Darwin