'Osmond, that's what the sister told me'. As far as I can remember, I've been living in this orphanage for 7 years, but something happened yesterday that change the way I perceived everything...
"Osmond be careful!" A girl with long blond hair with a dress that was a bit rough and dirty shouted towards the boy climbing the top of the tree in their garden in the orphanage. Other kids were playing around, the same age as them. While the sister was busy tending to other kids.
"Relax Shirley, I'll be fine" the boy named Osmond, stated while climbing atop the tree grunting heavily, and indeed, just one slip, one opportunity, and accidents do indeed happen.
*THUD*
"OSMOND!!!" was the last cry the boy heard.
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Looking around the room filled with bunk beds, all wooden interiors with wooden windows, the roof having no attic, only a wooden roof where some slips of light can be seen. I rubbed my head, 'Ouch! My head hurt so much...wait? Klein? Anime? Novels? Clear Hardrive?!!' I rubbed and tried to massage my head harder when I heard Sister Sanchez chant "Heal" then a bright green glow diffused towards my head from her hand.
From then on, my aching head receded a little bit, just a little bit though. My head feels so heavy it's like carrying something it shouldn't.
'MAGIC!?...Ughh!'
"Osmond! I told you to be careful" a teary Shirley, looked at me worriedly, while gently caressing my head.
I wryly smiled, scratching the back of my head saying "Hehe, sorry Shirley my bad"
Shirley pouted 'So cute...Huh? Who? Shirley? Huh?'
'What are these thoughts...' then my vision darkened and I pass out.
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Whistle~ Whistle~
'Hehehe, what a tough day' I was whistling along the walkway near the road while returning from a good day of work.
My name is Klein, Klein Bates, a fresh from the oven graduate who just got his 1-year contract for the job. I was basically a Data Scientist, well basically, until I realized that I was just as confused as everybody was about how to do my job properly.
I've been working for 2 months now, the pay is very good, so I can finally buy the things I've been wanting, but unfortunately, the more money and things I spend, the less amount of time I can play them with. Ugh! Life sucks...or not. Whatever.
My parents died when I was young, and I just basically lived alone for my whole 24 years of existence. With no relatives to contact, I guess the saving grace was that before their deaths they insured me of education till I graduate from college, as well as the money they saved.
I guess that made me mature early, with the fear of not having to eat in the future, I spend that money my parents left me sparingly, and I applied for part-time jobs in high school and college, less time spending more time saving until I can finally have a job.
What a tough life, I sighed, but smiled afterward. I look at the sunset, while having nostalgic thoughts about the ordeals and trials I had when I was young, but now... it's like sipping on fine-aged wine, that was expensive as hell!
The serene river flowing on the banks near where I was walking, the sun falling down on the horizon with its orange glow in the sky, I guess life is tough but at the same time beautiful. *Sigh*
*HOOONKK*
I looked behind me, and was startled at the incoming truck!
But with my fast reaction speed due to being hard at work, I evaded the sure-death vehicle.
'Fking! HELL! That was close, very close!' I breathed heavily as I recall the close contact with death, the smell of burnt tires as well as the heavy wind pressure make me almost choke on my breath.
I looked at the truck that fell down the river thinking, where did that come from?
Then as I looked behind I saw a flash of ligh- *THUD!*
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'FUUUUCKKK! No honks whatsoever! What going on!? Two Trucks!? aiming for me? Does someone want me dead?!' I thought as I looked at the two small hands I'm clenching open and close.
'And now this...' *sigh, I look around the rowdy kids while in the cafeteria.
'Guys just eat your food properly please' ughh, I groveled while eating the mashed potato with crumbs of meat, along with the egg soup our Sister Sanchez prepared.
I guess with the help of magic, it can be easy to prepare and feed over 50 stomachs.
"Osmond, are you really okay?" Shirley who never left me looked at me worriedly.
No matter how I looked at her, I always find her cute! Damn! and No! I'm not a pedo! I mean just look at that long blond hair with her clear skin and blue eyes... Its so foreign and pure??
*Sigh
Clearing my mind of these weird thoughts I consoled her "Im really okay Shirley, thanks for worrying"
Now I'm really slightly, a tiny bit worried, I mean who am I? Klein? or Osmond? or maybe Both...
I remember the memories of Klein, as well as the kid Osmond. So I guess I'm still me but just awakened my early life memories? Neat I guess?
But still, magic huh? I smiled, that's quite nice. More work for me I guess, hehe.