It's here in front of me my dream...
For which I did so much hardwork it's not easy to find the path lead to my perfect future..those late nights without any sleep ...surviving only on coffee for numerous enterance exams... How many internships I did for my first computer..?
I don't know the exact number but I know the very first time when my fingertips touch the keyboard of my very first computer and how I forget everything surround me in a gliding motion it's just me and the sound of click.. Click.. click
That feeling is something that I can't describe when you do something you really like you felt something indescribable it's ok if nobody understand it you feel it and that's enough...
Well taking permission to come here from a small town in West city to central university to pursue my study is another most difficult task .
James and daisy were so protective of me from childhood I thought it was normal but they never talk to me about my past which I don't remember...
I know I am adopted they are not my real parents but they act like they are and they love me I know that...
they don't have their own child but the love they gave me till now is more than I can imagine and I am thankful of it and that's why I never ask or doubt them about anything ..about my past.. or.. me..
and then I feel like maybe there is no need to remember it anymore... Like I have everything a person want .
I have parents who loves me I have a beautiful. welcoming .very comforting. small home where we live together we, are total four members me, daisy, James lastly candy(my cat)
Yes I, am bad at making friends but it's ok I love spending my free time on my computer buddy in coding anyway .
So what,s the point to know about something which can take away my normal life?
There maybe a reason why nobody tells me and don't want to even talk about it maybe my past is not good or even it can be something traumatic and as a defense mechanism my mind refuse to remember it... Why I am saying this? There is a reason which tells me something really did happen before
As I carry the proof of that near my very heart.. A mark.. of... GUNSHOT.
This mark hurts.. not physically but something hurt.... and I don't even know what...I get this mark almost 10 years ago because in initial days it hurts really bad and for almost 1 year I was on bed.
I have no idea how can I even survive a gunshot at the mere age of 8 and who shot me? are they my parents or they got shot too....
I don't want to remember it cause I don't know anything so why should I waste my time in making false assumptions and thats how most of my life goes by ignoring everything....
Then two years ago when I was working on my computer I got an weird email by an unknown number at first I skip it and continue my work cause at that time my schedule was so hectic tomorrow is the last day to submit presentation on AI devices and I was gathering every ideas on internet that can be copy and paste on my tomorrow presentation file there are many other important work than responding to an unknown message.
Then next day after sacrificing my 5 mug coffee with mixture of sleep in it my presentation blows everyone minds and that gave me the relief of satisfaction I want after arriving at home when I was finally going to bed I remember that email from yesterday before going to bed I open my computer in halfed dazed eyes scrolling through recent email I found that particular one I click it and then I start reading then.... the very first word of it take away my sleep and my eyes get wide..... The word written on that email are...
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πΈ π πππ ππππ π’ππ ππ’ππππ π πππ ππππ πππππ.
What... Who the hell.. Hah.. Is it a joke it really gave me chills ... Ip address.. IP ADDRESS! MOON!
then without wasting any further time I started search through the ip address of unknown email sender and I put my all knowledge of coding with every route I find but the only answer I get is...
No Result found
I didn't know when it get morning cause I didn't get a ounce of sleep .finally after every possible attempt to trace I FAILED
It's totally untraceable and it's clear whoever the person is he is good in hiding ip addresses ...hell ! more good than me! maybe he is a hacker cause the ip is so strong and if I do continue the tracing it will bug my system so there is no use to search it more than this.
That day the search get stop but curiosity never ...and a desire of hope awakened from deep within me and a realization hits me hard that i have been ignoring until now...
I want to know...
Who this person is... What he knows about me... my past...my childhood... this mark.. about me...
I want to know who..I..am.....
Now it almost two years after I got that email claiming to know about my past
I was active on my every account thinking maybe he will email me again to be in contact with me as it is written in email he will find me in future but How?
If I was unable to trace a single clue about him how is he so sure.....
And this desire to know bought me here...I worked twice as hard as I should to come here....
As this is a National central university students from all over the country or even abroad came here to pursue their professional degree in specific branch in which they are interested.
My branch is C.S(Computer Science)
I will get advance stuff here to make my coding fllawless as my equipment is not that advance and here i will get AI -powered more modern and advance updated equipments then there will be no need to fear a bug or system crash.
Here I get everything to find him I am just waiting for him to contact me again this time...
After taking a deep breath outside the university gate I swear to myself . .
"I will find you Mr. Unknown"
Unaware of my existence and what would happen next, I took my first step towards inside.....