This boy is strange he dosen't have a family. He is an outcast
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What's that kid doing?
Yes! I have it.
I sat there. I don't know for how long. I waited for someone to see me help me. My something rumbled. It hurt. All the other kids were taken away. Often I would see families taking a walk around the plains. The children I saw would ask their parents questions. They often intriguingly often asked "What's that kid doing?" while they walked and jumped with their parents.
Dúlamán na binne bu, dúlamán GailaDúlamán na farraine, be'fhearr a bhí in Éren
I survived by eating scraps of something called "The Cornucopia" it would bring food. Lots of it. One day I snuck in and got hold of the cornucopia. I quietly celebrated by whispering "Yes, I have it!" while snuggling it like it was a wild armadillo.
I ran while a man chased me he fit the description of a 'Hero' that all the children were recently talking about. I almost reached the exit but then something appeared.
A monster appeared right in front of me. It was cute but scary. Nearly as tall as a tree you can imagine how large its incisors were. It could easily have ripped me in half. The man sang a cheerful tune and the cornucopia threw a few fruits.
It calmed down, and they slowly walked away and luckily I never saw it again. "whoah, mister your amazing! Can I stay with you? I want to learn that," I asked admired while my brain was still wondering how I hadn't encountered a monster as such before.
Now, every time I visit my spot I am not alone, cause I'm with my adoptive dad. The one who scared away the cat.