The God of Wishes

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couldn't find my drawing of the pic above so I just made somewhat of a replica on Snapchat. (I know it's trash. If I ever find my drawing or have time to redraw it, I'll place the picture above.)

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  Since Cole was a young boy, all he could ever remember was being alone. He never knew what love was and he never knew what parents were.

  But he could remember that he was an outcast. He was abandoned at an early age and was destined to be alone. Being alone, you learn how to survive.

  But to survive, you need to have resolve. Why do you want to survive? What purpose comes from you surviving? Why not just give up?

  Cole thought of these questions on the daily basis and could never find the answer to them. But survival was an instinct and Cole had the instincts. It was just his nature.

  Cole became a thief and learned how to pick up shabby jobs since he could talk. He taught himself how to read and write by moving around to different towns & by observing.

  When Cole was six, he completed a job that earned him a handful of coins. After that, he disappeared with his sack of things to another town.

  After relocating, he was fascinated by how many people inhabited this town. They seemed well off and the buildings weren't falling apart. He could tell he didn't fit in so that was his first mission: finding clothes and shoes just like the citizens of this place.

  Even after trying his best to fit in, people still considered him an outcast. They didn't even know him, yet they categorized him as a bastard.

  Where are your parents? Are you lost? Where did you come from? Do you have a home?

  Those are the questions they asked him; to be six, he was strong willed and decided to ignore the ignorant townspeople. Wandering around aimlessly about the town, he admired the buildings and came upon a significant place.

  He spotted a somewhat elderly woman dusting things off and placing things on shelves. Before he knew it, he was beside the woman, tugging at her dingy green dress.

  "May I ask what are those?" Cole pointed to the shelves.

She smiled at him, "These are books. Have you never seen them before?"

Cole shook his head and that was all she needed.

"My name is Ina Pressly. What's your name?" she asked.

Cole contemplated, "I don't know you. Why should I tell you my name?"

She replied, "I've told you my name & I don't know you. We'd be even."

"My name is Cole."
"Just Cole?"
"Yes. Just Cole."
"Alright," she smiled.

  They bonded within an instant and she started to ask the same questions the townspeople had earlier. He felt he could trust her and told her all that he thought he should. She was protective and wanted to take him home with her. So she did what she wanted so badly & took him home with her when she closed her library.

  She fed him and bathed him. She later taught him how to read and count. She was surprised by how quick he was. He didn't know a single thing, but he caught on quickly.

  The next day, she took him to the library with her. She gave him books to read and volumes of work by scientists and mathematicians. She wanted him to learn as much as he could.

  A precocious Cole was entertained by all the numbers and symbols that he just learned and put them to the test. He solved the practice problems and they were correct. He was solving algebra equations and doing calculus.

  A six year old doing such things amazed Ina. Cole was on his way to discovering what other people his age felt. He felt comfort and warmth from Miss Ina.
He never wanted this to end. But all good things come to and, right?

  After two months, Cole has gotten used to being around Ina & the townspeople. One day, a man was waiting in their house when they returned from the library.

  He grunted, "Whose the kid?"

  Miss Ina didn't reply and turned to Cole, "Go outside for a minute, will you?"

  Cole didn't protest and did as she asked. He went outside and stood by the door because his curiosity was piqued.

"Is that where all my money went? On that kid!? How dare you, Ina? Get rid of that bastard. What makes you want something that nobody else wants? Gosh, why did I marry you?"

  Nothing was said for a moment but Cole Heard Miss Ina defend him, "He's not a bastard. He's smart and understanding. He just needs a bit of affec—..."

  SLAP!

  Cole jumped from the door and covered his mouth. What was that? Did he hit Miss Ina? Should I go help? Would I make things worse?

"Now, Ina Mae! I'm not gonna say it anymore! Get rid of him! We don't have the money for a kid."

  She defied, "No! I've taken him in and he's helped me with the shop and he's even brought more customers to the shop. He's not useless! I won't let you get rid of him! I won't!"

  She was shaking with tears now, but Cole didn't know because he couldn't see. What should he do?