Return of Warrior
Copyright© 2021 by Vasantrutu
Prologue
(This story is from my best three stories I love. If your story parts are here, then I am sorry. And suggestions are always welcomed.)
Hello, I am an orphan. Many children and I live in this government orphanage. Today is Sunday, so on these days many people come to adopt a child; as always, we were sitting in the garden so that all the people who come to adopt us can see our health and manners. In the last three hours, seven children got home, and their parents, the children who were chosen, were so lucky. As I was thinking about my bad luck, no one would choose me as their child. Lunchtime rolled around, so the keeper Mr Rocky came and announced that lunch was served. My friends and I went to the dining room to have lunch. I ate as fast as possible and hurried back to the garden to wait for any more parents to come and choose me.
No more parents came to take any more child except for a wealthy family that came just before five minutes of the closing time. They went into the office, and after a few minutes, my name was called “ hey, I forgot to tell you my name, my name is Vasant. I am 14 years old, and I have fair skin, silver eyes, black hair and a nice builder body thanks for my workout.” I was so happy that they called me. At last, I was chosen. As I entered the office, I kept my face low and my eyes to the ground to control my excitement of being chosen.