Haunted Orphanage Novels & Stories

I suddenly didn't feel bad about missing a turn because with a house like this, you definitely need a map to find wherever you want to go. "This is sort of an orphanage home.” Kieran explained. We were standing in front of a large building that had a lot of kids running around. "It's for children who lost their parents in rogue attacks or at birth. And Dani takes care of it but you can take over whenever you're ready.” As Kieran explained the orphanage, I felt a pang in my chest. Seeing the children laughing and playing, their smiles carefree, brought back memories of my own childhood. I remembered the feeling of being alone, unsure of where I belonged.

Mission: rescue forty orphans from death zone. The drive was terrifying. Empty streets. Abandoned buildings. Occasional gunfire. Bodies. Evidence of violence everywhere. They passed checkpoints. Chinua's rebels letting them through. But government forces ahead. Unknown reception. Unknown danger. The orphanage. Small building. Damaged. Windows broken. Door hanging. But still standing. Still housing children. Inside. Chaos. Forty children. Ages three to fifteen. Terrified. Hungry. Some injured. All traumatized. A single woman. Elderly. Caring for all of them. Alone. Heroic. Exhausted.

To see me To know me So I told him. "The orphanage was cold. Not just the building. The people. The way they looked at us. Like we were disposable. Like we were a burden they were paid to tolerate.” I wiped the tears that threatened to fall. Once, I recall asking if I had a mom. The woman said, 'She died giving birth to you. That your gift to her as child '" Dante's hand tightened around his mug. I kept going. I had to. "There were older girls who used to steal my shoes. Hide my food. They told me I was cursed. That no one would want a girl with dead eyes and no name. One time, they locked me in the basement for hours. I screamed until my throat bled. No one came."

I remember yelling and screaming, but when a hand hit me by the side of my neck, everything turned black. **** My head hurt down to my neck, it's like my entire memory was gone. I stared bluntly at the dark room I was in, trying to recall how I had gotten here in the first place. I recalled vividly what Matteo's cell looked like, but it was a hundred times better than this. Here smelled of blood, like they had been butchering humans for decades. My gaze mistakenly fell on a human skull, and I let out a loud scream. “What the hell is this place?!” I cried. “Someone. Anyone. Please… get me out of here!”

From a far of distance I can see the outline of the orphanage. I can also hear the sound of the children's cries. My heart wretched as I hear them, they have already suffered a painful lose and now this? Another very traumatic event. We were almost there when two rogues jumped infront of us. All of us stopped on our tracks. Their yellow eyes shines in mischief under the moonlight. Their teeth were blaring at us and they smell strongly like a rotting flesh.

Choosing to loiter on the empty streets will only be to my detriment as I come to a pause, the stings beneath my feet reminding me of how freezing the gravel road is. To think my life would end up like this…after coming to discover that the orphanage had segregated a group of children into the restricted wing of the building I was staying with the others, only to have the Matron cuffing them in shackles and having them taken away by shady men in business suits nearly every night….

There was a sprinkle of depression on Kelvin's attractive face. At the point when Sarclet arrived at the orphanage house, the building was at that point brought down... the children between the age of 2-5 was crying abundantly. Their house is being destroyed. "Nanny selena," Sarclet strolled towards Mrs Selena. She was the caretaker of the orphanage house. Nanny Selena gazed towards the already destroyed structures. " Your mother worked hard for this, now it's destroyed. The children are currently homeless" Nanny Selena finally said after a while and directed her attention toward Sarclet.

He added, then continued “When I wanted to marry my present wife, I tried reaching the orphanage. I wanted to bring my daughter back home but I could not reach them. I became afraid because it had been so long so I went to visit the place and what I saw nearly caused me a heart attack. I asked around to know what happened to the orphanage and I was told it burnt to the ground years ago. I thought I would die, but when I asked if there were any casualties I was told some of the children and caregivers escaped. I had failed Maya and Annie. But, I was still hopeful and believed that Annie must have escaped too but all my efforts to find her failed. It was as if she disappeared from the face of

~Elena~ *** My life in the orphanage home was one I would never forget, it was a part of my childhood that scarred me. No, my entire life scarred me. I could barely pick out a good memory from my time in the orphanage, it was always from one abuse to the other. We had celebrities come to donate to our home but most of them did it for the net, and after taking videos with us in pretty clothes and a big faux smile, their expression switches to disgust. Their original hateful selves return and they see us like garbage.

If he had to drive himself, he’d blast rock music the whole way. But now… now he was listening to a girl humming and chattering beside him, bouncing between pop songs and celebrity gossip, with the sound of rain in the background. Somehow, it all felt warm. Full. Like real life. The orphanage they were headed to was on the outskirts of East Coast. Not too far. By the time they arrived, the downpour had softened into a steady drizzle. Just as Mia predicted, the entire building was pitch black. The power was out.