Once there lived a boy called Andy Cauliflower, and he lived in orphanage. Andy was always shivering because he was not a very brave boy. He cried every night, sobbing whilst tears fell from his cheeks because he was very lonely. Every night when he felt into deep sleep he dreamed about having a loving family. The boy always walked miserably and tiredly through the corridors. He was constantly hungry as he did not get the right food he needed. He always wore ripped and shredded, old clothes and his favourite crimson hat he got from his granddad before he passed away.