Name: Zack Dellburn

Age:13

Appearance: Short, black hair and green eyes. He always wears his favorite blue hoodie and black sweatpants.

personality: He is very quiet. He usually keeps to himself. He is not unfriendly, but veeeery quiet.                                                                              

Power: Zack can communicate with animals.

BREEA 

I lie in bed trying to think about home the best I could. For as long as I know this has been home -- well it's not really home, I thought, it's more of of a prison. Well I better get up for I can work and not get baned. 

Lillian-

When I woke up this morning I discovered that there was an official standing outside my door. Black clothes and serious, he said,

"There will be no breakfast for you this morning. Go sit with your accomplice," he said, pointing to a flimsy plastic bench in the hall.

I saw Audrie sitting there, and immediately felt guilty. I had watched and waited for a long time to find the perfect partner for my escape plan, and evenutually I had decided that she was the one. I wasn't planning on being friends with anyone in the orphanage, because the officials would probably separate us, but Audrie and I were actually a pretty good pair, and we started to like each other. She was the closest thing I had to a friend, and she probably doesn't even trust me anymore. I sat down beside her and there was a long silence.

Then I said: "Audrie, I'm sorry for getting you into this mess. You don't deserve it. I had thought my plan was perfect, that nothing could possibly go wrong... But something did, and I'm sorry that you are being punished."

She stays silent for a while, and just when it looks like she's about to say something, one of the officials walks in.

"Girls," he says coldly "while the other children are at breakfast, come with me."

We have no choice but to follow him, so we do.

"You will now move all of these 35 boxes into the storage room," he says.

He walks along beside us, telling us of all the chores that are in our near future.

"We're going to start assigning days off to every child in this orphange except for you two. Every day three people will have the day off, and you will be doing their chores and your own. This will go on for a month until you have learned you lesson.  Never even think about running away again," he says.

Oh what have I gotten us into? 

@Emij114

Hey Emij,

I know you just started, but can I please join? If so, here's my charrie:

Name: A.J. Age: 15

Personality: Kind, Caring. She used to be really patient, but now she has a REALLY big temper.

Appearance: Brown hair, green eyes (with some blue mixed in)

Power: Small earthquakes. If she gets really mad, her earthquakes get stronger. <!--break-->

Background: She was 8 yrs. old when both her parents died. Both her and her brother, Jack were brought to the orphanage. They barely see each other.  

Sorry for not posting! I have a problem with writing things and then not posting them.

~Alice~

Vivi- 

I wonder why they let us sit where we want to and yet they get upset if we talk with people. It's not a problem with me. No one would want to sit with me and I don't mind being alone. Books are always better company. They don't scoff at you, scream, hit, punish, or give you the silent treatment. That's more than what I can say for humans. They never let you have books in your position though. They probably think by boring us out of our minds and making us eat this gruel we will just give up.  

"Get up. It's time for you to go to your classes," a guard barks at me. I look up startled; classes? We just had breakfast and now classes? What classes? I reluctantly get up and follow the guard; might as well see what these classes are. He leads me down a hallway I have never seen before and I pride myself on knowing my hallways. I pass two girls sitting on chairs, Audrie I think. Finally we come to a set of nondescript doors. They are marked simply with the word training. 

The room is as nondescript as the doors, beige floors, beige walls, beige everything. Even the person standing in the room was beige. The person looks up and I shudder at the face. Slitted eyes stare at me.

"We are going to start your training today,  so be good," the voice hisses at me. The guard shoves me into a chair and leaves. I stare at the instructor and brace myself.   

BREEA

I wake up oh no I'm late im going to be in so much trouble I get dressed  I run down the stairs what do you think you are doing a voice behind me says I turn around its miss chase nothing I say oh nothing well the rest of your friends are down stairs and we don't have friends yes mam  and for your punishment I will think about it this is the last straw she screams she grabbs my neck and starts twisting it I gron in pain your lucky I don't kill you I need you for your power now go down stairs  she says oh and no food for you I run down stairs and sit down at the bench 

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