Ellianne had been a ward of the system until she was eighteen. Then, for two years ,she had worked for the orphanage. They had told her she must leave when she was twenty, so she had rented a small apartment and had gotten a job in a music store. When she became twenty it was an easy move. The sisters had presented her with a small box on her last day. It was the two figurines she had in her pocket the day she came to the orphanage. She had rescued them from the trash where her mother had thrown them. She discovered she liked living alone. She had never known privacy nor ownership and she found it to be quite pleasant. She had spent weeks getting her small flat livable .Combing the antique shops looking for treasures to make her little home special.
