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Jay's POVA year and six months had passed and I was finally starting to reach somewhere. I didn't feel lost. My dream of an orphanage was brought into action. I didn't even imagine to make Amy's last wish my sole dream in future. It was a happy day to say so. I continued to punch the bag that dangled in front of me. My fist collided each time making the empty room resonate with the sound. My mind freely wondered.A year had brought me too many changes. I wasn't that weakling anymore. Rebuilding the orphanage was a heinous task. There