Childhood
"Childhood? I never had something like that. I never got love or praise from my parents, I wasnt allowed to play or have fun. The only thing that counted was how strong I am. Weakness wasnt tolerated. And yes, when I was younger I often got a slap on the face for being weak, for being sensible or for loosing a fight between me and my other silbings. My father did the fight lessons.
They was hard and painful but... they also made me strong and independently. My mother told us about dignity and glory, about the traditions of the family. But her cold voice was as painful as loosing a fight. One day they told me that its time for me to hunt my own meal. Everything in me collapsed. A little piece thought they love me a little bid, even enough to give me food, I had clung to this meals like a drowning person the rescue ring. From this point I really learnd what it means to be alone. But I worked hard and teached myself how to hunt with bow and arrow and how to find berrys. I wasnt allowed to leave the castel before and I felt free like a bird. The forest around it was my new home. On one of my hunting forays I found Ilios. He was just like me: searching for food. I followed this black shadow and we found a field of wild strawberries. We often met in the woods and we grew together to a team. The cold season came and I desided to bring Ilios into my part of the castel to warm him up at the fireplace. But one of my brother saw it.
3 Minutes later my father was there. His low voice was freezing me when he said that he always knew that im even to weak to stand on my own paws like my older silbings and that its a sign of deficiency and that I dont worth the training. He wanted to force me to kill Ilios- my only friend in the world. That was enough. I started to scream, to cry and then to run.Together with Ilios through the forest. Until I no longer knew where I was. I found a small city, I sneaked me to a school and lived in small apartments I payed with money I got for working after school.
I was quite popular in school, even i didnt say much. I finished school with good grates and you know the rest of the story. How I met you and my life started. But you see- I never had something like a childhood..."
They was hard and painful but... they also made me strong and independently. My mother told us about dignity and glory, about the traditions of the family. But her cold voice was as painful as loosing a fight. One day they told me that its time for me to hunt my own meal. Everything in me collapsed. A little piece thought they love me a little bid, even enough to give me food, I had clung to this meals like a drowning person the rescue ring. From this point I really learnd what it means to be alone. But I worked hard and teached myself how to hunt with bow and arrow and how to find berrys. I wasnt allowed to leave the castel before and I felt free like a bird. The forest around it was my new home. On one of my hunting forays I found Ilios. He was just like me: searching for food. I followed this black shadow and we found a field of wild strawberries. We often met in the woods and we grew together to a team. The cold season came and I desided to bring Ilios into my part of the castel to warm him up at the fireplace. But one of my brother saw it.
3 Minutes later my father was there. His low voice was freezing me when he said that he always knew that im even to weak to stand on my own paws like my older silbings and that its a sign of deficiency and that I dont worth the training. He wanted to force me to kill Ilios- my only friend in the world. That was enough. I started to scream, to cry and then to run.Together with Ilios through the forest. Until I no longer knew where I was. I found a small city, I sneaked me to a school and lived in small apartments I payed with money I got for working after school.
I was quite popular in school, even i didnt say much. I finished school with good grates and you know the rest of the story. How I met you and my life started. But you see- I never had something like a childhood..."