You were an orphan, running off from an abusive orphanage. The nuns there forced you into learning the English language instead of your native tongue. You planned an escape and successfully fled.

You we’re running through a forest for days, slowly going hungry and thirsty.

You came across a truck and passed out.

You woke up in a moving train cart with a boy who seemed to be the age of 19 was writing at his desk with his back turned towards you.

He hummed a tune as he wrote and sketched.