Glenn often found himself questioning life. He never understood the purpose of his existence. When he was little his purpose was to live for his parents. He was supposed to grow up to please them. Now his parents were long gone, and Glenn felt useless. Even if it happened 8 years ago, the memory of his parents' death was as clear as day.
He remembered the huge wooden house his family shared with Chrissy's. He remembered the tears on her face as she woke him up that night. Her hand was trembling as she lead him out of the burning house. It was truly a tragic event. Now they had no one but each other.
Glenn slowly paced around in Siville Forest, where he would often sit and think. It was very quite, that was until Chrissy came running around the corner.
"Glenn!", she called with excitement. Glenn stared at her.
"What?", he asked bluntly. Chrissy just smiled.
"A new family is moving into that really big house across the street!", it wasn't anything new, new people were always coming from all around. Glenn didn't really see why this excited her.
"Why is this such a big deal?", he asked.
"There's gonna be a new girl around our age!", Chrissy exclaimed. Glenn laughed a tiny bit.
"Chris, that house is huge. Anyone moving in there is obviously rich. We do not mess with those people.", he reminded her. She wrinkled her nose.
"Don't be like that. Maybe they're gonna be different. Anyway, Sister Mary Ann told me to bring you inside, it's almost lunchtime.", Chrissy stated grabbing Glenn's hand and dragging him back to the orphanage.
That's just the sad truth. They were forced to live in a bland, old, stone building that was filled with nuns. Glenn never really understood why the only people that worked there were nuns, but he never really asked why either.
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That night was the night everything changed. Nothing would ever be the same. Glenn got up from his bed to go to the bathroom, and he saw Chrissy exiting out the window. Surly she wasn't leaving him...was she? Not entirely sure, Glenn grabbed his coat and silently followed her.
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It was cold and windy. Glenn kept his distance from Chrissy, trying to be quite. She walked slowly to the edge of the woods and sat. It was hard to see anything, but in the faint moonlight, Glenn saw Chrissy was clearly smiling, He felt it was okay to speak to her now. He got about 10 feet away and she turned her head in fear.
"Get back!", she screamed pulling a knife out, and pointing it at Glenn. She was relieved to see it was only him. "Jesus, you nearly gave me a heart attack.", she softly chuckled. He sat down next to her.
"What are you doing out here?", he asked concerned. She pointed to the house across the street.
"Waiting. They should be here tomorrow. I wanna be the first to greet them.", she claimed. Glenn smiled.
"You have a good heart, Chris. But I think it's time for bed now.", he told her. She shook her head.
"No thanks, I'm good. You should go through." Glenn shook his head.
"Hey, I'm not gonna leave you out here.", he said.
"I have something to do.", Chrissy protested running a hand through her blood red hair.
"What?", he asked. Her face seemed to turn paler, or was it just the lighting?
"Nothing important.", she mumbled, but Glenn wouldn't have it.
"What?", he repeated louder. She reached for her dads old pocket knife.
"I'm going to go find a good branch to carve into something.", she declared attempting to walk away.
"What are you really going to do?" Glenn asked grabbing Chrissy's arm. She just smirked.
"It's time you learned the truth."
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Eating is boring so I skipped it #thuglife