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Chapter one: Were it all began

I think I will start the story from the beginning. So our story will start with my childhood. I never knew my parents, the first thing I remember is the god awful orphanage.

The orphanage itself looked bright and cheery, it was painted in white and a trim of light blue. It also had a retarded sun with a smiley face painted on the front. The owner of the orphanage was an old lady named Miss Lass. She was an old witch of a woman, and her bright pink cloths were a complete contradiction to her character. Her husband left her years ago, I cant imagine why. She may have given us enough to eat and a place to sleep, but we hated her. I'm not trying to be rude, but she was heartless and cruel when there wasn't another adult around.

There weren't many other orphans there, and that's not cus they were adopted. In the years I lived there not one of us got adopted, and I blame it all on Miss Lass. Not sure how much of it was her fault thought, but i'll just blame her. Well anyhow, in the orphanage my best friend was a boy named Brome, he was shorter than me and had light brown hair and blue eyes. Together we made life hell for Miss Lass. It was only fair, she did the same to us after all. On a regular basis we stole her drivers license, put dyes in her shampoo, and hid her mattress. We were careful about it thought, she could never prove it was us, but she blamed us most of the time anyway. It was one of the few things I liked about the place, but it in no way makes me even consider going back. Things started to get harder at the orphanage for me after the first years. Even before I started trying to make her life hell, Miss Lass hated me. She thought I was the worst kid she had ever gotten. Well she acted like it anyway. I was the one scrubbing the toilets with the toothbrush, and doing the dished. And yes, she actually had me cleaning toilets with a toothbrush. It was a mistake on her part, as soon enough she found out I was using her's. The look on her face had been priceless, and well worth the two days with no food I got for punishment. Naturally I didn't mind it, food was easy enough to steal anyway. I didn't mind it so much, you get used to it after several years. I even enjoyed it from time to time when me and Brome pulled something a bit bigger then usual, like stealing the wallets of visitors and placing them in Miss Less's hand bag, or blocking Lass's rooms door with furniture and leaving her there for a few days. Brome would always give me a little smirk as we pulled something big, he would wink at me and climb out onto the roof. The roof was the only place we could get away form Miss Lass. We would sit up there for hours and talk, ignoring the screaming of Miss Lass as she found whatever we left her that day.

It was up on the roof were I last saw my friend, I was seven when it happened. We were sitting up there listing to Miss Lass yell at the other kids about our whereabouts, she had never caught on to us climbing onto the roof and none of the other kids would dear tell her we were up there. They had found from experience that telling on us would land them a punishment for a crime they didn't do.

"Do you think we will ever get adopted?" He asked me. We had been sitting in silence for several minutes, and I wasn't expecting the question.

I hesitated for a moment before answering.

"I'm sure we will."

"You don't believe that, your smarter than that."

"Well I have to believe something!" I said getting angry thought I was not sure why. "How else are we going to get out of this dump?"

"We could leave." He said flatly. "We are both skilled pickpockets, and can survive for days without food. We could live just fine, away from this place and Miss Lass."

I starred at him. "I'm only seven, and your not but..." I trailed off as a realized I didn't know how old he was. He looked as if he was about to say something more but started as a huge blast of thunder ripped threw the sky.

I hadn't noticed the storm clouds, but all of the sudden rain was pouring down around us.

"We better get inside." Was the last thing he ever said to me. He stood up just as a bolt of lightning hit a tree just outside the orphanage. The shock wave hit us both. I starred in terror as a branch fell and hit the roof just in front of Brome and started sliding down towards him at an alarming rate. He locked eyes with me and mouthed "Go." as the branch hit him and they both fell from the roof.

"Nooo!" I cried as a saw him fall.

I jumped up and off the side of the roof, grabbing the ledge of a window as a fell. I continued climbing down the side of the building till I was five feet from the ground. I dropped and dashed around the side of the orphanage and ran to the branch. I grabbed the branch and tried to move it but it was too heavy. I grabbed Brome's hand sobbing.

"This is my fault, if we didn't rig Lass's door we wouldn't have retreated to the roof."

His hand went limp and I just stood, grasping his hand. Miss Lass ran over yelling something at me but I ignored her. I could hear sirens in the distance and knew I couldn't explain any of this... or wouldn't. That night has haunted me ever seance.

I left that night, there was no way I was explaining what happened to the police, let along Miss Lass. When the police arrived I took advantage of Miss Lass's temporary distraction and ran off into the night. No one would find me, I made sure of that. I ran for at least two miles that night, when I finally stopped I was horribly tiered and gasping for breath. I wandered into an ally and curled up in a corner. I was small and scared in new york of all places. I guess I forgot to mention that before. Well that night seemed to last for ages, and I eventually fell asleep. The next day was bright and sunny, I was soaked, my cloths looked horrible, I was freezing, and my hair must have looked dreadful, but at least I was finally away from that god forsaken orphanage.