I dug through the shed and found a black stygian sword which gave me the creeps, I put it back down and saw a different stygian sword. This is the one.
I went back down to the arena and started practicing. The sound of swords falling made me nervous I didn't like to fight but I somehow had the skills. Probably because of my ADHD, I just couldn't sit still.
It was almost dinner and my stomach started growling. I went down to the lake and sat there like I did the past few days I've been here. Ever since I came I felt different, like I belong here but at the same time I didn't. I had been running away all my life with my brother. My brother and I we're orphans. We ran away from every foster home they put us into. We didn't like not having a family and we certainly didn't want a new one. We wanted a mom and a dad who loved and cared for us and now I find out that I have a godly parent. And the worst part is I don't know if it's my mom or my dad.