Join Date: May 2013
Location: You know, that is a very, very good question... and you know, I have an answer for you... somewhere.
I yawn. I toss myself onto the bed without getting ready for bed. Before I know, I'm drifting off to sleep.
I shudder, as the nurse hands me a hot mug of cocoa. " Where did you come from, little boy?' she asks gently. I don't answer, sullenly turning my back. I just want my parents back. A tall man walks in. " It was confirmed by searching through his items he was a passenger from the Savannah. No survivers beside him have been found. " It's a miracle he's still alive," says the nurse in a hushed voice, patting me on the head. Miracle? Its a miracle my parents are dead, a miracle I'll be in the orphanage, miracle that they are never coming back, a miracle that nobody will ever love as they had? I turn away, clutching the blanket they gave me, and staring blankly at the wall.
Hi guys, you've probably noticed I'm not on as much. The reason for that is the fact that I'm so much busier than I was last year. Also, I'm in the school play for once. (Squee!) So, I probably will be popping around everyone once in while anyway. But, until then- toodles!