Orphan Stories Novels & Stories

I worked in a small restaurant in the city of Oaxaca, I was from the center, I was born precisely in the center, my parents had emigrated from a town that was very far from the city, so I was born in the city, they emigrated to have a better life when they got married and they were very young, they decided to get married as soon as possible, before they gave my mother to an old man, yes, to put it clearly, before they sold her to an old man, so they had to flee from the town and already in the city with my father's parents, they got married immediately, so that they could have a better life, they got married immediately, so that if my mom's parents found them, they couldn't do anything like

The nun smiled as she stared at the roundabout walk-a-thon that's happening in front of them. "Sister Rose had been my mentor before I took on her place as the head of the orphanage almost nine years ago. And while I was under her training, she keeps on talking about this little boy." Sister Helena has this sad smile across her lips as she started the storytelling. "Almost all of the kids here was given up after birth. But this kid wasn't, he gets to live a miserable life under the care of an abusive father and an alcoholic mother for seven years before the father died of cancer and his mother was nowhere to be found." The nun took her time to pause for a bit to get a hold of her emotions. I

No healer has ever been able to tell why. And then, one night, they came for Mama. They broke down our door, and Arlo dragged me to the cellar where the herbs and spices were kept, hoping their strong scent would hide me. I didn’t see what happened. I only heard Mama and Papa fighting back. By dawn, Arlo and I were orphans. Mama’s stories were true after all. They take women—daughters, sisters, wives, mothers—any human female they believe can still bear children. Their own are barren, their bloodlines dying.

He had nothing. He was an illegitimate child. In the society he lives in now, being an illegitimate child means that you’re born a failure and nothing will save you from being one. He tried so hard to rise up to the society despite being one, he wanted to prove himself to those nobles that made his life so hard. Hayden Moreau never knew how to give up. Until now.

but after a few seconds of hesitation, he spoke and when he did, I listened with heaviness in my heart. Orien was a street urchin and an orphan. He had never met his parents and had grown on the streets of Adarlan, a beggar and a thief too. No one offered to help him. Abandoning children in Enchantia was a high crime and the only ones who could be bold enough to do that were women who had children outside marriages. Abandoning the children was better than getting caught and roasted alive by the keepers.

Her cuteness made his smile returned and he went to help the old lady preparing the next order. In front of the parlor, the crowds clapped their hands and laughed. They were very entertained Jai’s story about the orphanage children in the mausoleum. Not only that, he also told them a fairy tale from his previous world, the one with the glass shoes and fairy godmother, and everyone seemed very interested. Of course, he told these stories while showing them a bit of his sparks in certain anecdotes. This was to surprise them and get their interest to stay, and they were, they did.

What could i tell him. “Well, I don’t have much to tell you Idris. I was abandon as a baby to the orphanage. That was my home. For some reason year after year, i was never chosen by parents comming in to adopt. I could never understand why. What was wrong with me? Wasent i good enough. How come many other children were choosen and Iwasent? To make all matters worse, I had no friends for as long as I can remember. When I tried to make a friend, I choose wrong. He tortured me, beat me to within an inch of my life. Raped me every chance he got. It started when i was younger with just little things and escalated further. I was ashamed and knew I wouldn’t be able to get any help. I am broken Idri

Life is not a fairy tale. Life is hard and painful. It is dark and empty. And maybe it's a Fairy Tale for most people, maybe it is happy and always sunny, but that's not the case for me. Who am I? Well, my name is Rain. I have no last name, just Rain. I'm an orphaned witch in the Blue River werewolf pack. I always wondered what my parents were like and why they abandoned me in a wolf pack, of all places. Did they not love me? Was I a mistake? Are they even still alive? I may never know the answers to the many questions, and I doubt I have a peaceful future ahead of me.

“I used to be like you; an orphan. My parents were killed unjustly by an evil Queen. They did not deserve to die but life always surprised us. I have suffered with my brothers. We used to live in a leaking hut infested with cockroaches and rats but our life changed for the better when we met Angela. “She is more valuable than gold, having her is equal to having the world. She is one of the best friends I ever had. One day I found out I was not the only orphan out there. I promised to help the number of orphans I could and now I am. “Today I want to announce that the Funding Lives Orphanage is officially open!” She cut the ribbon as the crowd cheered. They gently walked into the orphanage. Se

I did what it took to survive. The caretaker of the orphanage never returned home, if he had one. He was always there, watching over the children and forbidding us to touch terror. I have heard many stories about him; that he was a vampire, that he had no family, that he had children in the orphanage, that his family was dead. I never knew the truth.