~8 months later~

Today, I finally got adopted, not completely I don't think. I think I'm his ward or whatever you call it. I knew the man, everybody did. Well, sorta. I didn't know him personally. Very few did. Lots of people worked for him though. Not my parents though, they worked in the circus. Obviously. I'm gonna stop talking about them now because it just hurts. Although he treats me well, he will never be my dad! I have a dad. I have a mom, and I only need one of each.

This man, is name is Bruce Wayne. You've probably heard of him. Bruce is scary. Well, I thought so at first. He lived in Gotham, which scared me slightly. I heard it was crawling with thugs while Batman stops them. I've been a fan of batman since my parents died. A lot of people said Batman was there to protect everyone. Him an the Justice league. But one thing I thought, if he's there to protect people, where was he when my parents died? Where was he to stop the man who murdered him? Where? He didn't come when I really needed a hero.

I held my breath as I walked into the large mansion. It was so big it was overwhelming. Is it possible to be scared in big spaces? Because that's what just happened to me. I started to shake a little bit. I jumped when I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry Richard. It will be fine. You'll be fine." His voice was sorta beep but like big business man deep. "I-I know. Just nervous." I didn't wanna sound so scared. But I was super scared. Not in my whole life will I ever have as much money has he does. Even if I saved up every penny I've gotten or found on the street, I'd still be a couple......million dollars short.

Shortly after, Bruce Wayne showed me to my room. It was much bigger then I was used to. "Um. Are you sure this is a bedroom?"

"It's your bedroom" I put my stuff down. This room was huge. It had a desk in the corner and a king sized bed. I normally sleep on a single. Because, I'm short for my age. I'm skinny and slightly short. My black hair was baggy and my clothes were too. My shoes are falling apart and they're converse. I definitely didn't fit in.

"Dick, if there is anything you need you can ask Alfred okay?" Oh yeah. Alfred. I met him walking in the door. He seemed nice. British accent. I like him already.

Bruce closed the door after he left. I decided to get settled. I put a picture of me and my parents on a nightstand. I took out my stuffed elephant, peanut. I set him on my bed. I didn't have much else besides clothes.

My bed was comfortable enough to sleep on, definitely. In fact, I almost fell asleep just sitting on it. It'd be nice to not cry myself to sleep tonight. This time, I have a warm place to sleep and a roof over my head. A decent roof that's for sure. 

It was early still, early-ish. It was 6:00pm. I felt a little uneasy. Not sure why though. Bruce was gonna love me right?