Ella

“Cora tell me what happened.” I demand, crossing my skinny arms over my chest. I’m eight years old, glaring down at my surrogate sister with a stern expression. It’s always been this way between us.

She’s a year older, but I’ve always had the dominant personality.

“It was nothing.” She insists, averting her gaze from my own.

“You’re lying.” I counter stubbornly. “I can always tell, you know.”

“No, you think you always know.” Cora answers sullenly, though we both know I’m right. I can read my sister like a book.

“Would you just tell me?” I press, sighing with exasperation.

“Fine, it’s not even a big deal, it was just some of the big kids being jerks.” She explains gravely.

“Which ones?” I respond immediately. “Point them out.” It could be anyone, considering the fact that even children our own age tend to be bigger than us. It seems like the orphanage physician labels us undersized and undernourished every year, though nothing ever changes.

Reluctantly, Cora points toward a familiar gang of kids, ranging from age eleven to fourteen. The ringleader is a beefy thirteen year old who always wears a cruel leer as if he’s ever on the lookout for someone to bully to tears – just for the fun of it. “

You see, there’s nothing we can do about it- they run this place.”

“I beg to differ.” I answer, tilting my chin up defiantly. “We don’t have to be bigger than them just smarter. Now tell me what they said to you?”

Cora’s voice is so low I almost can’t hear her speak.

stares at the ground, her shoulders slumped in defeat. “They called me a worthless

wanted or unconditionally loved, and the only thing that keeps us going is the hope that we might get parents one day. As far as I’m concerned,

“Ella no.

We’re getting old now, and you know how it is. Parents only ever want the babies. I mean you might have a chance – you’re

for anything.”I vow. I’d like to see any grown up try to take me away from the orphanage without

I do have a way of taking the most skittish and rejected of our peers under my wing, but it’s not as if I can just stand by and let them be mistreated, or leave

do you think the big kids are so mean. They’re mad that no one ever picked them and they take it out on us cuz they think we might still

let them off

gonna remind them that we’re in this together.” I answer reasonably,

in a pearly grin. “And

on my

what a bad idea this

pick on someone your own size?” I call while we’re still a few meters

The ringleader rises to his feet, then scoffs, “Even if they did, that

if you account for brains.” I bite back.

fair and she

gonna do about it, brat?” He stalks forward, looming over my small body with malicious

and shoves me, both of

snarl and pounce, scrabbling up the older boy’s body and attacking him tooth

I don’t relent. Hands grab for me, but I dig my nails into his flesh, biting

I come back to the present, I realize how strange my behavior had been that day. Normal

corners of his mouth

just by being scrappy enough to take on the big kids. When it

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