Olorin Dume D10 cbd1 [done]

Never knew my parents. Not sure what their names are even, and I can’t even remember seeing their faces. They died long before I was even able to walk. I’m not entirely sure what happened to them, but I heard rumors they were killed for trying to start a rebellion. Not entirely sure what their mission was, but sometimes I want to follow in their path. Home seems rough at times, and I yearn just to see my family again, but I realize it’s probably impossible.

Being in the orphanage though, I found some friends, and they’re important to my life. I sometimes get into trouble, and my friends come to my rescue. They’re willing to stand by my side and help me out when I’m in need. They’re my siblings in a way because I’ve been without a family for so long, that I’ve learned family runs deeper than blood.

I’ve been told I am young and naive, and I think that’s why I get into so many problems in the world. I guess I have this innocence about me, and I never really think of things, or the consequences of my actions. I just go out and do things. If I want to throw stones at windows and break them out, I throw those stones without a care in the world until my friends tell me to stop and that we need to get out of there. They have saved me many times, and I want to repay them, but most importantly, I want to make my family proud.