unknown magic
Chapter III - The great battle [part1]
Chapter III - The great battle [part1]
Written by Tadi
I’ve
never seen the outside world. My whole life I’ve only lived behind the walls of
the orphanage. But there were girls that came to the orphanage at older ages
and they told us all these stories about how wonderful the world is. I love to
read and the orphanage’s library was full of stories like Cinderella, Sleeping
beauty, Snow white and a lot more and I guess that I’ve always envied those
girls in the stories, even though they weren’t real they lived a great life.
Yes, they were in danger for a while but in the end the prince always saved
them. I act all tough but really I’m afraid of what will happen, what my life
will turn out to be and I secretly wish that a prince awaits me at the end.
The
sun was beginning to rise and we put our flashlights back in to our backpacks.
We were walking on a wide path, seemed like a road with nothing but trees and
grass around. We could hear noises in the distance which we guessed meant that
we were close to a town. We picked up our pace and walked in silence. My whole
body hurt but I kept my head up high and kept fighting through the pain because
I wanted, I needed to make it to the end. There was no turning back now, we
were almost there. Just a few more steps, I said to myself.
“What will we do when we make it to the
town?” asked Anna.
“Well we need to go to a shop right away, I
can’t be seen in these rags” chipped Lacey. I didn’t know what to tell them. I
didn’t have a plan, I just wanted to get there. As far away as we can get from
the orphanage the better. We can’t stay in town for long, since it’s the only
town anywhere near, I bet the keepers come here often. We need to keep a low
profile for a while, go incognito.
We
could see the town now, in all its glory. As we came closer my heart started
beating faster. Is it going to be what we expected? I’m guessing it is past 5
am, since the sun has already risen. Some people are already out and jogging or
driving to work. But other than that it’s pretty peaceful. We walked down the
street and couldn’t help ourselves from looking around with our mouths open.
The buildings were huge but in an old Victorian style. There were trees and
flowers everywhere. We walked past a shop full of clothes and Lacey just
stopped and stared through the window. She was your typical teenage girl. Even
in the orphanage where all we had were ripped clothes she always looked so
fashionable. She could make an outfit amazing by just adding an accessory. I
grabbed her arm and pulled her forward. My stomach started growling when the
wind blew the delicious smells from a nearby bakery to us. It all seemed so
perfect.
We
stepped in to a hotel called Home sweet home. A silly name for a hotel, I
thought and stifled a giggle. I hit the desk bell and waited for an answer but
got none. I hit a few more times until I heard an old man’s voice.
“Okay, okay I’m coming” said a man in his
eighties. He had grey hair and more wrinkles on his face then I could count. He
sat on a chair behind the desk, opened a book and looked us over.
“What can I help you girls with?” he asked.
“We’d like a room, please. The cheapest one
you’ve got!” I answered. He looked at the keys hanging on the wall and seemed
to be thinking about something. A few seconds later he reached with his shaky
hand to a key with a little number 12 on it.
“This
is the smallest and the cheapest one I’ve got. It only has one bed, a bathroom
and a small TV” he said while handing me the key.
“Now I’m going to need your last name and”
he paused “what do you plan on paying with?” He eyed us suspiciously so I
pulled out a hand full of money.
“How much is it?” I said with a smile.
The
room really was tiny but it’ll have to do. We won’t be staying long, just long
enough to get some rest and think of what to do next. I threw the backpack on
the floor and collapsed on the bed. I was so exhausted I felt like I could
sleep for a week. I watched Anna as she rummaged through her backpack and
pulled out a granola bar. She ate it slowly and as I watched her I became even
hungrier. Lacey was sitting on a chair with her legs crossed looking out the
window. She’s a year older than me and came to the orphanage at the age of two.
I’ve asked her about her family but she says she doesn’t remember anything. I
sometimes find her lost in her thoughts just staring at nothing and I wonder if
she truly doesn’t remember a thing or if it’s just too painful to think about
it. Anna on the other hand came to the orphanage as a baby and like me has no
memory of anything before that but she has a picture of her mother and she
sometimes shows it to me. She looks just like her mother, the same face
features, the same eyes and smile. The only thing different about them is their
hair. Her mother’s was long and black while Anna’s is short and blonde.
I stood
up and walked to the bathroom. I glanced at the clock on the wall before
closing the door behind me. It was now around eight. I washed my face and
stared in the mirror. I smiled at myself but it didn’t feel right. I locked the
door and took a shower. I sat on the shower floor and let the water fall over
me. I heard a light knock on the front door and then some voices. I stood up
and wrapped myself in a towel just as someone knocked on the bathroom door.
“They brought us breakfast” said Lacey through
the door and my stomach growled once again. I brushed my hair with the brush I
found in the cabinet. I could barely get rid of all the knots. We didn’t have
brushes back at the orphanage so I usually just used my fingers to untangle it
as much as I could. I dried myself with the towel and put my clothes back on. I
wrapped my hair in to a towel and walked back to the bedroom. As I opened the
door I was hit by an intoxicating smell of food. I walked over to the small
table and took a plateful of food.
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