My name is Patricia. I am an Orphan. I live with my uncle. I don't think he likes me very much. I mean sometimes I can act crazy. I have a pretty hard life. 

When I first arrived at his house, I talked and talked over and over again. I could not stop talking. I don't know why. ''For goodness sake! Please quiet down!'' He would say. 

I think it was because I missed my parents. They died from Influenza. ''Did it have to be that bad?'' I would say. I asked myself that question everyday. I truly didn't know why.

At school, I told my best friend Karry about what happened. ''I'm so sorry.'' she said. It was a very tragic thing. My uncle was devastated because my dad was his brother. I was also very sad.

When I got home, I saw a woman walking a cool looking dog. ''Cute dog.'' I said. ''Thanks.'' said the woman. ''You know, I also have a dog?'' I told her. ''Is that so?'' she asked. ''Yup.'' After chatting with her for a little bit, I walked back home. ''Patricia! what were you doing?'' ''I was talking to a woman with a dog.'' ''You were very wrong to do that.'' Said my uncle.  

I went to my room and did my homework. After I was done, I drew a picture of my parents. Thinking of them made me feel sad. But I didn't wanna stay sad, so I tried to smile.

The next day, Karry wasn't at school. So instead of playing with everyone, I just stood there in the middle of the field and watched everyone play soccer. Karry was always there when I needed her. But now I'm gonna have to be there for her.

The bus ride home seemed longer then ever. I missed Karry so much that it started to remind me of my parents. I had no one to comfort me except my uncle and Karry. 

When I got home, I started to cry. "What's the matter, Patricia?" My uncle asked. "I had a bad day! My best friend Karry wasn't at school, and it made me think of my parents not being around!" "I miss them too." said my uncle. I was glad to have someone who really understands me.