“Wake up punks” a harsh voice shouted from behind the door. Eric got up and looked the dusty gray clock. 6:00 am. He sighed as he got up and trudged towards the boys bathroom to wash his face. There was already a line up there.
“Hey George” he said to the kid ahead of him.
“Hi” the kid replied in a dull voice. When George had first arrived he was wearing bright colors and had rosy cheeks but now he wore a gray nightgown like everybody else and had the same dull expression.Eric had come to the orphanage 8 years ago. His parents had died mysteriously . Eric had been found in the ruins of his home and brought here since he had no uncles or aunts which they…or he knew of.
Finally it was his turn. He went inside the small grey room and locked the door. Eric walked to the sink and turned it on. He washed his dirty face and stared at the 13 year old scrawny kid looking out from the greasy cracked mirror. He walked out the washroom and pulled on his uniform in his tiny room. His room was his bed with a grey curtain around it.
“HURRY UP OR YOUR SORRY BUTTS MAY FIND THEMSELVES SELVES IN THE PUNISHMENT ROOM!” the voice shouted. At this piece the boys started panicking and rushing. A few of the boys who had finished dressing started heading for the door Eric burst through the door with the other boys and started running towards the cafeteria for a rushed breakfast.
Eric gobbled up his porridge as quick as he could then set off running towards his history class. Stopping to catch his breath only twice, he finally made it through the maze of corridors. He was 20 minutes late and the whole class turned their heads toward him when he barged in.
"Uhhhhhhhhhh...hey guys" Eric started in a sheepish voice. "Um... you can continue whatever it was you were doing.....I'll just sit over here....".
"Late again Ericsson" the tall broad shouldered teacher, Mr Harrison said from the front. Eric ground his teeth. He hated being called by his real name. "Now can anyone tell this boy what he missed" Mr Harrison spat out the boy with a sneer. "Yes Richard".
"We were looking at the series of natural disasters that took place 11 years ago" Richard said in a matter of factly voice.
"Correct". Mr Harisson beamed. "Actually they didn't until stop recently..... about 5 years ago". Then he turned to the blackboard and started scribbling something on it but Eric wasn't paying attention. His mind was already drifting off.......
A few weeks later Eric was sitting on his bed when a loud knock echoed through the room.
"ERICSSON HOWLER!" a shrill voice called. "SOMEONE IS HERE TO SEE YOU!"
His heart skipped a beat. No one came to visit the kids unless they wanted to adopt them. Was this his day? Was he finally leaving thus wretched place?
"WAIT IT SAYS EDWARD HIGSER!"the voice called "EDWARDDDDDD!!!!"
The room was suddenly filled with cheers and "Yes edward"s. Eric fell backward with shock. He couldn't stand loud noises but that wasn't the thing that was bothering him. The fact that his hope had risen that much made it unbearable to not cry. He swallowed a sob and managed to congratulate edward before he left.
That night while the rest were partying Eric was in bed. Someone hadn't been chosen for 3 years so the fact that edward rose hope for the kids. Eric buried his head in his hands. He tried to think of his parents but every day it grew harder and harder to remember. Tears hit the mattress. He wasn't going home
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A Dragons Legacy
FantasyAfter Eric's parents die, Eric is sent to an adoption center. After living there for 8 years a strange man comes to take Eric away. Then he learns about his past and his parents. The old man tells him that he has a strange ability. He goes to an isl...