Take Me To Your Home.

They must be thinking that I was buoyant or something 'cause of how I stood out somehow. They were so poor that if your dressing manages to stand out a little, they'd instantly take you as a rich person.

I was still walking when an idea struck my head on how to find out that a family was in need of help badly. I'd confirm this with the kids I was seeing around.

..Yeah, many of the kids I was seeing were just playing on the streets with smiles on their faces.

That's why being a kid was among the best things that could happen to a person. All kids know how to do is to play and have fun...some can even be doing so when they're hungry.

Adulthood is a different life on its own. If your childhood wasn't fun, then you've missed out a lot. These kids were in the ghetto, but they were still happily playing around.

But wouldn't lie though, their dressings weren't looking that good...

It was obvious their parents were poor from the way they were dressed. Now, I'd have to make use of these kids to access their families to see which ones I could help.

Once I've helped out two families that needed help badly, I've accomplished the quest.

'Who knows, maybe 10 days was too much of a time limit to accomplish the quest. I might be able to accomplish it in either two days or three days'. I thought to myself.

..The kids I was seeing around were the tools I'd use in accomplishing the quest.

But I'd have to make sure not to look suspicious while talking to these kids 'cause things could go wrong. The ones that were so poor in this ghetto might start thinking I have an ulterior motive for talking to the kids.

I stood out a little 'cause of my dressing, and many of them had already taken me like I was buoyant. When they see me talking to a kid, they'd think I was a bad person and wanted to harm the kid in one way or the other.

..The ghetto was a rough place to be at, there were a lot of suspicions around.

I sighted a group of kids at a certain spot playing a certain game, and they were so happy playing it. Their dressings were so poor, and they seemed like kids from that 9–12 years.

I began walking toward them, and the moment I reached them, I was like, "Hi".

They all glanced at me immediately, and with little smiles on their faces, they voiced out as well...

"Hi".

They did it in unison, and it sounded so nice to the ears. The smiles on their faces melt my heart a little. It just felt like I should go back to being a kid, so I could live the way they were living.

Not the environment they were living in, but the way they were happy playing games and all that. My childhood wasn't fun 'cause of the things I went through.

..So I was wishing I could go back to being a kid and things would be different this time, so I could live differently.

But it wasn't possible, the past is gone...we have to face the future.

"How are you guys doing?". I inquired of them.

"We're doing fine". They responded.

Not all of them responded though, some remained silent. The ones that responded had already spoken for them.

The next thing I did was to bond with them properly, so they'd feel really comfortable with me. How did I do this? By asking them their names, the name of the game they were playing, and their ages.

And their ages were just as I speculated, 9–12 years...

And after I'd bonded with them as they were so comfortable with me, I began glancing at their clothes looking for the one that looked poorer.

Yes, all their clothes were looking poor...but trust me, some were looking better than the other. Some were looking just too poor.

I saw about three kids among them whose clothes were looking poorer, then I chose one among them. According to my speculation, the family of the one I chose would be in need of help badly.

..I didn't waste time calling him out, then I uttered to him,

"Remind me of your name and age again".

Though all of them told me their names and ages minutes ago, I'd already forgotten some. He reminded me of his name and age again, then I nodded my head.

The next utterance that flowed out of my mouth was, "So, are your parents at home?".

The other kids were just standing there glancing at me conversing with their friend...they hadn't understood the reason for all these. That was the same case with the boy I was conversing with.

He didn't understand what all these were for, but he still answered my question though.

"My mum is the only one at home, my older brother and sister were at home as well".

His mum being at home was enough...with her, I'd be able to confirm what I needed to confirm, which would determine if I'd render help to this boy's family or not.

"Can you take me to your home?". I uttered to the boy once again.

With a kind of confused facial expression, he asked, "Why do you want me to take you to my home? And why all these questions?".

..I could see the other kids nod their heads a little, they were happy he asked that question.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious, no bad intentions here". I responded glancing at the boy.

I understood why he asked that question...any kid in his or her right senses would ask such a question. He glanced at his friends and said to them,

"I'd be back soon".

And they nodded their heads to his utterance...some had this look of suspicion on their faces 'cause they didn't trust me that much. But I knew in my heart I had no bad intentions.

I was only trying to accomplish a quest...I wouldn't even be here if not for the quest.

"Let's go". The boy said to me and began walking, and I followed suit.

The boy and I kept walking, he was in front, and I was following him from behind. Since it was his house we were heading to, then he was supposed to be the one leading me which was what was taking place.

And I wasn't just walking, I was doing the usual...glancing around. There's no way you'd come to a ghetto you haven't lived in before and wouldn't be glancing around while walking.

..You'd just want to keep glancing at how everything looked like.

The houses around, the people, the kids, and so on...yes, glancing at them was inevitable. And there was something else I noticed since I arrived here.

I haven't seen any nice cars, not even one. I only saw those old model cars that were parked at a corner, and they didn't seem like they were functioning anymore.

As for motorbikes, I haven't seen one since I arrived here. At least, I've seen some old model cars since my arrival at this place, but not even a single motorbike.

Not even the old model ones, nothing...

I saw bicycles though, just a few. I saw a certain teenager ride one past me while I was walking and thinking of how I'd find a family that was in need of help badly.

Well, the aim now was to get to this boy's house I was following from behind. We kept walking until we arrived at a certain three-storey building. The building was looking old and wasn't looking that good.

..I wasn't surprised at all, most of the storey buildings I've seen in this place were old.

Apart from the storey buildings, a lot of bungalows were looking old as well. After arriving at the building, the boy pointed to a certain door and said to me,

"That is my house".

That means their apartment was downstairs not upstairs. I nodded my head a little and uttered,

"Okay, so this is your home".

"Yes".

"Can we enter?". I inquired.

"Yes". He responded.

And with that, he walked toward the door and opened it, then he said to me, "Come in".

I walked into the house, and to tell you the truth...the inner house wasn't looking that good as well. The painting on the wall was already fading, and they couldn't renew it.

I guess no money to do so...

I couldn't see any television, that means they don't watch TV. And according to what I was seeing, the apartment had only one room.

That was even okay, but there was something I saw that made me sigh a little and shake my head...