Chapter 3

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As I ran I could hear my father calling out to me telling me to come back, saying he was sorry. I couldn't forgive him. I want to work as a stable boy because I love horses. I like to brush them and feed them but I especially love riding them in the field. My father on the other hand says that it's a fool's job to be a stable boy because my family and I are first class people.

We have everything done for us. We have our laundry done, our food cooked, chores done for us everything! I didn't like being pampered with everything I could have. I want to work at a real job. I want to see what it feels like to earn something for once in my entire life instead of having things brought to me just by the snap of a finger.

As I was running I could hear kids playing around the corner laughing and screaming for joy. I stopped and looked and gave off a small smile then sat and watched as they ran around. As I watched though I swore I could hear a voice from around me talking. I looked around me like I had done at my home.

"Listen here boy you are not who you think you are. You're not some boy that was born into a normal damn family. You will listen to me and only me or else I will fucking kill you boy."

I started to get scared. I held my head in pain and got up and ran down to the fields. As I was running I could feel myself changing. My whole body was in pain from my head to my toes. The pain was unbearable. I couldn't stand it anymore! I felt down to the ground and started to scream wildly at the top of my lungs. People heard me screaming and they came over to me trying to hold me down. I had pushed them away with some sort strength I had developed.

As I was screaming I saw that they were backing away with fear in their eyes. I had crawled away from them over to a pond that was nearby. I knew now why they were afraid of me. I saw my facial features change. My hair turned the color dark brown while my eyes went blue as the waters that flowed through the streets of Venice. My face had broadened a bit and I could feel my insides twisting and turning which made me scream out more than I did.

As I screamed I could feel something happen to my mouth. The pain was excruciating I couldn't bear what was going on.

"What's happening to me!" All of a sudden I saw two figures hovering over me. Now I didn't know that many people because these two folk I didn't know. They bent down and picked me up but that just made the pain worse than it already was. One just held me as he jumped onto a horse and we three went off. I don't know what happened after that because I had passed out. But when I came too, I knew I wasn't in Forgalini anymore. I was in a cell with three other boys that looked my age. I was scared not knowing what to do. So I just sat there with tears running down my face then, I passed out.

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