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GRAVE

"The world is a dangerous place. It can be beautiful at times, but can also seem and look awful and gloomy to others. We have many choices in life, but I believe only two of those choices truly matter. You can either live life as someone you aren't and be unhappy with it, or be who you want to be and make life amazing for yourself."

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Those were the last words the young boy had ever heard from his father.

The day was cloudy and gloomy, honesty the world never looked so dull and sad. The streets of Calburn City were littered with people of all shapes and sizes, walking past each other, talking om phones, talking with each other, hell even some trading certain items for money. A young boy, no older then the age of seven walked alone on the streets of Calburn; hungry, desperate, crying, and alone, all alone in a big city dirty city like this one.

The boy looked fragile, like a single touch alone would be enough to make him crumble and turn to dust. He was short, and could barely walk as he bumped into many people who didn't seem to care for him, not even batting an eye at him.

He was tired, so tired and hungry, so desperate for someone, anyone to come and help him.

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No one ever did.

He tried to move away from the people, finally feeling a wall and leaning against it as he followed the path of where the wall went, hoping that the wall itself would save the young boy, and so it did.

Leaning against the wall, the young boy turned into a corner and finally fell as his legs gave out from carrying him. He sat up against the rough surface of the wall and fell over into a pile of cardboard boxes, smelly plastic bags, and newspapers.

He was weak and couldn't stand the feeling of being alone in this world. People already didn't care about him, why would he expect them to care now?

He slowly turned over, facing the wall as light rain started to fall. Grabbing a nearby cardboard box he placed it over his head and hoped for it to stay like that to protect him from the rain.

The young boy cried some as he muttered the words, "Goodnight mom and dad. I'll see you both soon."

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Luckily fate had other plans for him.

In every city or small town, there is a church, and with every church, there are people willing to help. Sister Nicole walked along the crowded streets of Calburn, smiling as she passed by the citizens, even if none or a few smiled back. Walking past a certain alleyway, she stopped and turned to see our young boy still crying as he struggled to fall asleep. She slowly made her way toward him and held out the umbrella she had been carrying with her, holding it out above him so the rain would stop falling on him.

He stopped crying for a bit and got up, turning to woman with the umbrella in her hand, "Y-you made the r-rain stop," he said sniffling as he moved closer to her. She looked how you would typically expect a nun to look, she was a younger nun, maybe mid/early 20's, her doll like features made her seem flawless, her blonde hait practically glowing and her eyes a nice emerald green. Her pale skin and smile made her seem like an absolute angel, which was common for most nuns here, but she reminded the young boy of someone.

"T-thank you," he said once more, his voice shaky as he struggled to move toward her, trying to give her a hug. She didn't wait for him and pulled him into a hug herself, embracing the young child as she rubbed his back comforting him, "Do not cry young one. I am here and I will help you."

He started to feel better, slightly, not completely, but he was feeling better. She slowly picked him up and held the umbrella in her right hand, carrying the young child on the right.

"What is your name little one?"

He cleared his throat before giving her the answer, "G-Gabriel," he said in a low whispery voice, "Gabriel Kenna."

She smiled at him and walked out of the alleyway with him, "It's very nice to meet yoy Gabriel. I'm sister Nicole, but you can call me Nicky if you'd like."

Gabriel nodded and looked at her once more, getting lost inside her beautiful emerald eyes as he finally found his voice again, "W-where are we going?"

She smiled and looked into his eyes, "Home."

-End Of Part 1-

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