chapter 22

N/A: Well I plan to make my pa-tre-on to upload the preview of this story, since now I have free time, another thing more, I will make a time jump, I could make more quiet scenes showing the quiet life of Ethan, before the story begins and I will do it, but I will reduce some chapters, calm it will only be a month, this chapter is more a flash back, where I will talk about how Ethan got closer to the children and for those who say that my story has similarity with game of thrones because of the death of the characters, that not all my oc will die, because yes, some will die and some will be saved and we will know why and calmly although the children of the orphanage have 100% of dying, they will not die ....well at least all of them, and with respect to some of them, we will know throughout the story how they died and how inevitable their deaths were.

For a few chapters I plan to change the writing to first person, I'll see how it goes and decide to leave it as it was, be honest and no matter how hard it sounds tell me how it looks better and please don't insult, because I really do this because I want to and it causes me more thanks than anger the toxic messages.

[One month later]

The snowy weather came, life in the mansion was beautiful, dreams that were fulfilled, tears that were lived and a lot of happy moments.

My life was beautiful, Sherry was a wonderful friend and the other children were lovely, the happy moments were so many that it brought a smile to my face just to remember every moment I spent with the little devils who did nothing but bring a smile to my face.

It was a month ago that the pool happened and now we were all together in the big courtyard of the orphanage, the white snow covered every fraction of happy memories, the beautiful flora in which I spent a month and two days playing with all the children.

It may sound cruel, but it's been a long time since I had nightmares or the longing for my father or my home. Maybe this is what is called having a free and carefree spirit, I really don't know, but I hope that Elsie will be able to be by my father's side.

My father deserves to fall in love again and that's why, although my idea was selfish I thought at least to leave those two alone "I don't play cupid" but love comes from anywhere and who knows what, I just hope that my father if at least if he doesn't choose elsie will get someone to love him, I would send him letters but I know they won't arrive, so I just hope that everything went well in my absence, since I plan to return in 6 more months, it is a little short for a trip that I wanted to enjoy, but the moment of happiness that I spend here surrounded by affection and a mother that shows me the affection that my mother could show me, is all I need.

*sigh*

"Ready" I said out loud to myself, in the course of the month, I started to write a little diary, titled Ethan's adventures, it was a momentary name, after all it was so childish, that when I pronounced it someone would embarrass me, the book was full of every happy moment, that I spend here, I wanted to give it to abie, as a promise and a way to enliven the feeling of adventure in her, after all she will be able to go away and fulfill her dreams without being confined to the small place we were in, "the world is vast and everyone deserves to see it and nothing is the impediment but ourselves".

"What memories" a myriad of memories came to my mind as I saw the picture in front of me.

The day we decided to adopt a dog, his name was Max, at first I never knew what he was, I even had a panic attack, when I saw something else that was not human, as I did not consider myself someone very knowledgeable about animal life, the only animals I knew were the ones that could be eaten and that was hardly, as we lived a vegan life for the most part.

It was a funny moment, in which all the kids saw me lying on the floor, by the dog who had a lot of strength and there was the picture taken by Jacob, who at that moment was with his camera, the truth was that he was using the camera very badly, he was always making all kinds of jokes and then taking pictures.

After that event, we all decided to adopt the dog. Although it was a challenge we all became more united in taking care of the dog, struggles to bathe him, struggles to comb his hair and even some younger children used him as a saddle.

Unfortunately, after we kept him, he came with the name of Aiko who was not around all day and when he arrived, he made us take him out, after all, the dog was bigger than the children and was still young.

There were several excuses that Aiko used, but there was one person, and the one I thought the least would do that, who refused and even ran away with the dog.

Brayan! We all screamed the moment he disappeared. No one knew why he was walking the dog. After all, after all he was so quiet and obedient, I remember that day, we were all really scared looking for him, after all a child going out at night really makes anyone nervous.

"I'll look around" the breeze crashed into my face from the speed I was running, after all I was worried, I looked everywhere.

I asked many people who had no idea of Brayan's whereabouts, and as the minutes passed I felt more worried, until I found him, he was hugging the dog.

He was muttering max all the time, at first, I thought that was the name he had given him, but I was never more wrong, tears were running down brayan's cheeks, when he was most attracted to the dog, as if he was about to be taken away from him, although it was true, I found it hard to compare the calm and serious boy with the one in front of me, so broken and sad as he kept sobbing.

"What's wrong with you" I interrupted Brayan's silent sobbing as I sat down next to him.

The minutes passed, while the silence accompanied us both, it felt uncomfortable, but the dog named Max made it more tolerable when he began to bark and lick my face.

"Go away I'm fine, " said the brayan, prompting me to leave, in a broken voice that told me nothing was fine.

Minutes and hours passed and I was still in the same place, a little while ago I had already spoken to the others, on the cell phone that Sherry gave me before I left, after all, instead of looking for a person, they might end up looking for someone else at the end of the night, so I could be there all night long.

Between the two of us, there was no one else in the round.

* Barking

"Sorry" there was no one but the three of us, all around, the only thing that illuminated us was the light of the street lamps, I was not thinking of leaving, after all I am very stubborn.

The cold breeze ran stronger the longer the night went on, and in my estimation it was probably already at least 1:00 a.m., something that would surely affect me later on.

* Sneezing

"Will you tell me now why you ran away?"

"Brother Ethan, you love your father" blurted out the question brayan, taking me unawares.

"" Yes, I love him very much" but I don't hesitate at all to answer, after all I will always say the same answer.

"Well, I hate it," replied Brayan.

Brayan's answer took me again unnoticed and introduced me into a shock from which I came out after several minutes. After all, after all it was not the answer itself that left me surprised, it was the hatred I felt emanating from Brayan's words.

"Now I have more intrigue."

N/A: thanks for reading and I like so far that there are no toxic readers, I do like to write because I prefer that few people read my story to have several readers who do not behave like civilized people and another thing, any questions, you can ask in the comments, as I respond to comments of doubts when I write new chapters and now I have a fixed schedule and will be leaving a day, from my country of course there are in some places where it will surely arrive the next day, as it usually write before I go to sleep.