chapter one, the escape

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     Disclaimer, I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or Heroes of Olympus, That belongs to Rick Riordan, however, I do own Cealen, Melissa and Sarah

Cealens point of view

    I looked outside the window, I saw a girl and her mother coming from a restaurant. Then the memories flooded in, the girl is about how old Mary would have been now. I remembered me, in my room, my grandmother coming in, explaining how she died. A driver hit the back of our SUV. My mom made it, Mary wasn't so lucky. I only came out of my room to eat for a week after, I needed someone to blame.

Then the fire came. I escaped, I didn't live with my mother, my grandmother went to a nursing home, and I had no home, so I got sent to an orphanage. I was there now, that was three years ago but I remembered it as if it was yesterday. I hated it there, the owner was mean and I had no friends. Everyone called me a freak because when I was mad, bad things happened to the person who had angered me.

Time skip to when the story starts

I was leaving!!! I had heard that there was a new girl coming to the orphanage. I had offered to show her around. "Hi, I'm Cealen Peterson." I said, I showed her around and when I reached the room Melissa, the meanest girl at the orphanage, was in, she looked at the girl, who was named Sarah, and whispered loudly "Carful, if you get her mad, you'll have nightmares for a week" Sarah immediately took a huge step away from me. I glared at her, "I was trying to make a friend" I said and glared at her She immediately lost her balance and caught herself with her eyes closed, hand on her forehead. She looked scared

Sarah never talked to me again, and everyone avoided me.
I packed my things and put on my windbreaker. I unlocked a window and climbed out to the night.

That is where my story started

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