ANA'S SECRET

My name is Ana, Ana Jones. I’m orphan. When I was three years old, my parents died in a traffic accident.

I’ve always been alone. Anybody knows who I’m, nobody knows my past. I’m a young girl, I don’t have family, I don’t have any friends. No one wants to be my friend, I’m always closed in my white bedroom.

But now, I’m here, in a mental hospital. I can’t forget what happened that day, it was terrible. And this is my history.  

That day I was with my two brothers in the orphanage and we were in our bedroom.

- “Strange things are happening in this orphanage”-said Gala. 

- “Yes, I agree”-said Tom.

- “I’m scared”-said Ana.

- “We have to leave this place”-said Gala.

- “Yes, we must leave”-said Ana.

- “It will be difficult but I don’t want to be here any longer”-said Gala.

- “So, we can leave this evening”-said Tom.

- “Ok, let’s do it today”-said Ana.

That evening we left the orphanage and walked through the woods. We were running when suddenly I realised was alone. I lost my brothers in the forest. It was sitting dark, and I was very scared, I shouted their names, again and again but no one heard me. I was crying, I was cold and then I lost conscience.

In the morning the sun lighted me, and I woke up. Suddenly, behind me, there were my brothers, they were dead. I screamed very loud, it was terrible and I couldn’t believe it.

Then, I was back at the orphanage and the police asked me a lot of things, I didn’t know what was happening to me but I couldn’t say anything a word, I couldn’t’ talk.

Lluna Falgàs, Josep Moré and Lídia Tarrats