As a child my mother always told me to be seen not heard. She was a very strict mother who never wanted children but landed up with two. She was a very busy woman and very beautiful too. She had beuatiful chocolate skin and luxurious long hai that curled all around her wildly. Her eyes big and shining with one thousand stars. I always knew to stay out of her way. Rather avoid her then cause trouble with her. She loved my older sister with a passion no one could understand. Not as a daughter but rather her mirror. My older sister and I were the complete opposite. She was popular and mean and I was the nice sweetheart that no one seemed to like. She was much prettier than I was with her fair caramel skin and her dark brown freckles laced all over her face. Her hair curled like mine but she managed to control it by sticking it back and creating a little poufe at the back making ot look like a small cloud. Her eyes were wide and blue as the sky in summer glistening in any light it was given. When we went to town together she often would treat me bad and cause trouble and use me as the blame. No one else could see through her sugary sweet duguise that she was not sweet but rather sourly rotten. Whenever we got in trouble my mother would punish us severely and swear to one day take us to the orphanage. One day was too much, not for my mother but rather for me.
"OK Sagorian, you see those fresh lovely juicy apples? Take one. I'll pay for it later. " she said pointing at the new cart of fresh apples. Sagorian wasnt my real name but rather a word that in our family meant 'rotten orphan' she called me this as a way of saying one day i will be orphaned just like our mother said. My true name was Daehren. The apples were a deep scarlet and seemed like they'd be the most juiciest apples we will have ever tasted. Fear began nipping at me. "But Leahren stealing is wrong and we can't just take it. Mother will send us to the orphanage if we do." I said. Learhen rolled her eyes and scoffed. She walked past the cart and while no one was watching nicked one off the shelf. It felt to the ground and rolled to my feet calling out to me to pick it up. As I picked it up a man cried out in horror as though he'd seen a monster "THEIF!" People began to surround me and make comments of how I was a rotten child and I was always in some form of trouble. I looked for my sister beyond the crowd and spotted her walking towards me a smirk decorating her disgustingly pretty face. Behind her followed a shadow. A shadow I recognized. A shadow that made me run the opposite way.
I ran on the dirt pathways, past the old houses and out of the town. I did not want to stop running, I'd run the world if I had to. Tears began prickling my eyes and blurring my vision making it impossible to continue running. I tripped and fell my body hitting the ground felt as though it shattered on impact. I stood up and dusted myself off looking around at the area I had stumbled across. Trees decorated the land all around me making it dark and gloomy. There was no sign of my village but a grassy hill shyed it away. I thought about what happened and was overcome by sadness. Tears trickled down my cheeks and my nose made me sniffle. It's not fair I thought. That single thought began to grow in me. Sadness began to be replaced with jealousy. My hands began to ball up tight, my nails cutting into my palms. I wasn't going to let her win that easy I thought. I screamed out in jealousy scrunched my eyes up tight. In the silence I stood my body tensed. Then something cold touched my nose so gently I could barely feel it. I opened my eyes and saw ice and snow all around me not going further than the first set of trees surrounding me.
I stood confused but I felt powerful. I felt colder than my icy sister. I began to march back towards the town a smirk wrapping my face. As I walked into the gate people began to point and shout. I kept walking onwards to the town centre. As I stopped I turned to see the whole town standing ready to attack. The one person I wanted most though, stood in front next to my mother. "You child, you are no longer my daughter. You are a rotten mound of flesh and I disown you!" My mother screamed the crowd cheered for her and my sister smirked. Jealously and anger began to boil in me. I looked my sister dead in the eyes, she took a step back confused and awe struck. "This my dear Leahren is for you." I said a I looked to the crown and closed my eyes as screams of pain and terror filled the air in a beautiful and sweet symphony. I opened my eyes to see Leahren standing in fear of what I had done. The whole town stood frozen in place with faces of pure horror stuck to them. "Why not me?" She asked fearful. I began to laugh "How can I not show mercy to the person who taught me how to live. To the person who helped me become who I am now. Tell me sister, was it worth it?" I said. Tears streamed from her cheeks as she kept silent. She looked down without a word. I began to walk away and leave her in the chaotic but quiet mess she made for herself.
I left the village and went far away. Traveling onwards to another place. I finally reached a village that seemed far away from anywhere else. As I walked in I noticed a large building with the word orphanage painted on its wall. I walked to the door and knocked carefully. The door creaked open to a tall slender woman. Her long brown hair gently resting on her shoulders. Her kind green eyes smiled to me. "Yes? Oh. Hello my child. Where are your parents?" She asked her vioce like honey. I looked down and mustered up tears. Her pale hand touched my shoulder gently as she said "Welcome home... uh?..." I looked up to her and smiled wide and evilly; "Sagorian."