Essay
I took my time thinking of what she was talking about, a few minutes later I realized what she actually meant, Jerry didn't had a mother, he never got skates. I felt ashamed and disappointed in myself as I was looking at the pile of chopped wood he had done for me, then it came to my mind “I want Jerry to be my son”. I packed some supplies to go search for him and brought Pat with me.
I went to the forest to go find Jerry. A few hours later there still was no sign of him, so I decided to print out fliers of him, but I didn't have a picture of him so I went to the Orphanage to find a picture. I went around town putting up the fliers but every time I put one up all I can see is the big white