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L sat in the fort. He sat there alone in silence and watched. It had been two weeks since he had arrived, since it happened, and he hadn't said a word to anyone. It was now garden time, same as every day, and L sat alone in the fort.
He gazed inquisitively at the large building built of red brick,
Pine House
Orphanage for lost children
Read the sign at the end of the driveway, the sign was old, battered and needed replacing. "Just like Greg!" L thought to himself. Greg was the old man who ran the Home, he was bitter and would snap at anything if given half a chance, and his wiry grey hair always seemed to find a way into the partly edible food.
L watched, observing the other children, they were all so… normal! Running around, throwing balls, shouting to each other. L observ "HEY FREAK!" L's thoughts were interrupted by a voice from above, swinging down like an ape he landed on L's platform with a thud,
"What's up Lawly?" Graham asked mockingly as his comrade, Alex, climbed down beside him. Both built like gorillas, and acted like them to, they were the Homes resident bullies and, unfortunately, L's roommates. They had played endless tricks taunted him day and night and been such horrible human beings that he had spent many nights in the for which only had two badly constructed wooden walls, still, rain or shine he was there, hiding.
Yet now they had found him,
"What's the matter Lawlaw?" Alex asked in a baby voice
"Don't you want to talk to us?" When L didn't answer Graham grabbed his plain white shirt and pulled him towards him, leering in his face
"ANSWER US OR ELSE LAWSI-WARSI!"
"It's Lawliet, or if you cannot handle that many syllables, L will suffice, I never have understood your need to call people by their surnames, when forenames are perfectly acceptable."
L replied in a calm, clear and polite voice. Graham just stood there, slightly surprised. Seeing his friend dumbfounded Alex shoved Graham aside and grabbed L himself, throwing a punch that landed square on the jaw of the pale, dark haired boy. What happened next, Alex had not anticipated or expected. Suddenly, in one swift movement L landed a powerful kick in Ale's chest, sending him flying. He hit the wall hard and fell to the ground, badly winded and gasping for air. At that point L simply rose from where he had been dropped, resumed his slouching position and walked out.