Narrator's POV
Arthur Kirkland at the time was only 6 years old when his mother fell very ill. Since his brothers Dylan and Patrick lived with their Grandpa France on the other side of the forest and Arthur’s father left them when Arthur was born he never had anyone to be with. He would always stay inside and care for his mother, he would always do the cooking and cleaning and when he had the spare time he would sew up some clothing.
Then a few years later Arthur’s mother died and Arthur was forced to live with his Grandmother Hungary. After that Arthur went to a normal school, with normal 10 year old kids in the normal woods. But there was something different about Arthur , ever since his mother died he would always wear her red cloak around where ever he went.
Arthur would always say that when he wore the cloak, it felt like his mother was still standing next to him. The kids constantly bullied him for wearing the cloak around and called him “ Little Red Brit”. To escape all the names and the hurtful words, he would always run deep into the forest and walked along the stream. The North leading towards the dark part of the forest where bears, mountain lions, snakes and worst of all…wolfs roamed around. Then the South lead towards Grandma Hungary’s house.
Arthur was always curious what would happen if he went towards the North but Grandma Hungary always warned him that if he went in he would never come back out alive. Of course only being 10 years old, Arthur obeyed and always went down the South way. But what Arthur didn’t know that there is a pair of green, emerald green eyes much like Arthur’s watching him from the North side.
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The Red Hooded Brit- A ScotEng Fanfiction
أدب الهواةWhen Arthur's mother fell ill, his life was terrible. Then it came to the time when his mother passed away and Arthur was sent to live with his Grandmother. There his life was even worse, the only thing that was keeping him from commenting suicide a...
