(Story) To Where You Are

I grew up with my master and he provided me many things. I was just a 4 year old orphan from Thailand when I first met him. I never asked anything but his generosity has kept me strong and happy. We traveled many places together. He taught me how to be happy even if I don't get everything I want. My chores are fun because my master makes them fun. Not once have I been stressed or troubled. For as long as I'm with my master, I am happy.

We were travelling in a forest. The day was great and sunny but it didn't last very long. Dark clouds came and it started pouring. We found a cave for shelter and we had to camp in until the rain stops. For 6 hours, the rain kept going and we needed to find food. My master decided to go outside and search for food. I could not stand to see my master go in the forest alone while I sit back to wait. We could not find any fruit or anything to eat in the forest. When we thought there is nothing to find, we saw fruits and vegetations from the other mountain. The only problem is we have to cross an old looking bridge made out of ropes and planks of woods. Down below is a heavy flowing river. My master went ahead across the bridge and made sure it's safe. I followed him but I stepped on a wrong plank then fell. I was scared and I though i'm going to die. My master was powerless to save me. From there on, I was separated away from my master.

I  woke up in a small house. They say that an old fisherman saw me unconscious on a floating wood by the river. I was still alive so the old man looked for help as fast as he could. I am clueless to where I am. All I know is I'm in a small town and my master is thousand miles away.

I had no money or anything to sell off me. I lived in an abandoned hut and I have to work in order to save money. A kind man let me work in his tea house and kindly gave me free food. I worked for 5 months until I finally have enough money to travel. How will I find my master? Where is he? I didn't know what to do. My master has been travelling all over the world and I am clueless of where his home is.

I know he is Canadian but we have never been in Canada for the past 11 years that we have been traveling. I didn't care about anything and went to Canada. I searched every province and worked part time in many places.  I could not find my master in everywhere I go. I have called every single person with my master's name in the phone book but I was hopeless. I have traveled across Canada and been robbed many times. I've been working and living on the streets. I go to gyms to take showers. I survived every hardship with the hope of seeing my master once more.

After 7 years of searching, I made contact to someone who knew my master. I found out that he was sick. My master has also been searching for me and gone sick after 3 years that I was gone. He has never been strong since then and finally at the age of being weak. I took his address and rushed to him. I made it to his house but I was too late. Outside his room was his family crying. I have feared the worst and he was already dead before I even got to talk to him.

I could not help my self but cry. I felt like a part of me have also died. I felt weak and hopeless. I was about to leave his house and his daughter came to me. She gave me a letter from my master which is specifically for me. In it says "I am happy that you are safe. I'm sorry that I could not find you. Remember to live life to the fullest. Keep smiling and I will live through you. Even if I'm gone, I am happy that you became a part of me."

My master's daughter talked to me and told stories about my master talking about me. She offered me a home and a job to live through. I lived in her basement for 3 years. We became friends until best friends. We were connected by the love we have for her father and my loving master. After 2 years, we were married and had a family.

We now have 2 children. I became my master and taught my children everything my master taught me. Our lives has never been happier.

"...Master, thank you for everything."