I woke up, and mom and dad were fighting. This happened sometimes, but they got together again. I went to sleep with that thought in mind.
The next day, mommy and daddy weren't yelling or screaming. Maybe they were asleep.
I went into their room to see, and found that they were laying on their bed.
So, I snuck into the television room, and watched some cartoons.
The next day was my birthday, so I hoped that mommy and dad wouldn't mind. I would be 10 years old.
After the cartoons were over, I went to see if mommy or daddy had woken up yet. They hadn't.
"Mommy?" I called, "Daddy?"
They didn't budge. This was not right! So, I climbed onto the bed and fell off again.
I scrambled towards the door and out it. That couldn't be. That just couldn't be.
Our neighbour came to my aid when I rang their doorbell. "What is it?" she said, and I told her. She phoned the police and the ambulance. Before long, my mum and dad were gone towards the hospital, and I with a police man in the same direction.
"You okay son?" the policeman asked, but I didn't respond. I was frozen with shock and terror.
Two hours later, a doctor and a nurse were arguing nearby, trying to figure out if I had a god-parent, or guardian, or close relative that could take me in. My fears were true.
Doctor Haralding asked me instead. Did I have uncles? Aunts? Grandparents?
Of course not. My parents only escaped Grilander County with the skin on their backs when the Draken Tribe demolished it with Giga Mana.
He nodded in mild concern, and walked away to find me an orphanage. I ran out the front door.
When you're ten years old, escaping life the easy way doesn't often spring to mind. I instead sought out life at home, until the bank sold it. After that, the cold wet street accepted me with open arms. Though it gave the cold shoulder. Or at least a cold shoulder.
This is how I spent Feburary. By the end of it, I had nearly frozen to death, but also learned the tricks of the trade. Particularilly how to avoid the night freeze, or the stomach pains of failing to eat. In a city as big as Kimtakip, garbage cans are always loaded with tasty treasures.
The realization that life on the streets is no life, came to me in a flash when I found a colony in a back alley. They housed me with a large cardboard box for the night, but I was on my own afterwards. That night I learned a great deal. I learned that this life was not mine.
Two weeks passed as I searched for a way into society. Ten years old or not. There are strong and weak people, and I am catagoried in the first.
Before long, all I could find was Paperboy, and Monster Pit Attendent. Unfortunately the Paperboy job required I lived in residence someplace... Jerks. The Monster Pit took me in. This was a better deal than I had anticipated, since they included Room and Board for those in need. Bless them.
This job was far from easy though. It required me to work around the clock, and feed all the monsters. Did you know that an anaconda eats differently than a cockatrice? They even differ worse with monsters like drakes or demons... who require a morsel of the previously mentioned.
So, Sickle Fickle (my boss) had taught me the ropes. That was good, it meant I didn't screw up and get pay taken from me. And now that I got this shtick down pat, I was able to get work done by midnight, if I started at 4 PM. Which gave me ample time to go back to school. I hadn't planned on that. But, Sickle Fickle told me that life wouldn't take you far without finishing it.
He was probably right, I couldn't imagine myself messing around with monsters all my life! Someday I'd be something worthwhile.
Fate has made my life so fun that I couldn't bare record it in this journal. That's sarcasim if you're not sure. Anyhow, things started to change when a mysterious creature arrived. That's not abnormal. Except this time ol' Ficky didn't order it. Also, there was no sender's address or anything. Just a delivery.
Most strange was the creature itself. Never had I seen a monster that giant, or menacing. When I saw the thing's eyes, I was sure I had seen hell itself...