The next few days were tough. He went to school as if everything was normal and calm. His friends ate lunch with him, as usual, and commented on what they had done that weekend. When they asked him he muttered "I ran away from home." They all gasped. "What do you mean?" One of them asked after a few painful seconds that felt like years. "I ran away. My mom and dad died and I didn't want to be taken away to some orphanage." He said, anger boiling up inside of him, threatening to spill over.

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FantasyA young boy has to struggle to stay alive In a world that doesn't want him to be. He must face the challenges of being an orphan, finding shelter and food, and just plain staying alive. He finds out that the world he lives in is magic. None of his f...