Orphanage Novels & Stories

I bid my goodbyes to everyone from the orphanage and rode a bus that passed by a terminal, where I'll be riding a cab to my new workplace. I, Runo Kaelynn Alberona, have been an orphan since I was born. I haven't met any of my parents or siblings; all I have as parents are the nuns and priests caring for the other children, who became my siblings and me since we arrived in this orphanage.

Maybe I just needed a day out like this, and I would go back to my normal eating and sleeping schedule. “Is this where you grew up?” Ella asked as we walked toward the front door together. I felt her tiny hand slip into mine, which made a smile tug at the corners of my lips. “Yes,” I replied. I looked up at the orphanage, taking in its appearance. It was a large Victorian house that was once beautiful, but had fallen into a slowly worsening state of disarray some years ago when the government cut funding for human-centric social programs. Most werewolf children didn’t need to go to orphanages, but there were a couple of werewolf

As I was about to get down from the train , I decided that even if the universe had turned everything against me, I wouldn't allow a stranger to just molest meso j turned to the bastard, showing him my middle finger" "Hey , I can't want something that doesn't exist" I left the man stuttering in embarrassment amidst Jeers as I came down from the train, I felt relieved. Standing in front of the orphanage I had grown up in only unnerved me. It had originally been built by the pack to house children who lost their families in the great werewolf wars but now it was a place that housed just about any orphan . I was one of those orphans. And I also knew that it was a

My steps halted before entering, my eyes widened as my mouth hanged opened “An orphanage. “Hello, welcome to the crystal orphanage, do you wish to see how we operate or are you here to donate?” An old woman smiled at me wearing a scarf, my eyes look for Adrian who is already disappeared, apparently, the woman senses the distress on my face “Are you looking to meet,sir I mean Mr Adrian.” she says.

Every time Damian introduced me, my cheeks heated, but he looked at me like he couldn’t be prouder, and that gave me courage. Then my steps slowed as we came to a large stone building at the edge of the path. Its walls were simple, its windows lined with faded curtains, but I could hear the faint sound of laughter inside—children’s laughter. My breath caught. “What is this place?” I asked, tugging gently at his arm. Damian followed my gaze. “The orphanage,” he said quietly. “It houses the children who lost parents in battles or rogue attacks. The pack has always cared for them here.”

Lira My heart was pounding but I kept my voice steady. "I'm from Blackwood. I grew up in an orphanage there. And yes, I don't have formal records, but that's not unusual for orphans in Blackwood." "How convenient," Zuri said. "It's not convenient, it's common." I reached the bottom of the stairs and forced myself to look directly at her. "Blackwood has dozens of illegal orphanages. Small operations that take in children born to rogues or wolves who died without packs. They don't keep formal records because most of them are just trying to survive, not run legitimate institutions. The children are used for labor, for service, for

You know, war. Despite their absence, from what I'm told they were big parts of war efforts, considered heroes. Some heroes left their kid to live like some forgotten problem. There and handled but never really taken care of. The government check arrives like clockwork on the first of every month. Just enough to keep me alive, not enough to make anything of myself. I suppose I should be grateful. Most orphans end up in the camps—overcrowded, underfunded facilities where kids are more likely to learn how to fight or steal than read or write. At least I have walls and a door that locks.

But one day i get to know this, my respect for mam is increased. I helped mam using my fathers money. Then me and my friends started to help mam after our schooling. Now we take full responsibility of this orphanage. This orphanage is maintained by mam. We used to visited here frequently.. These kids call me and my friends as mama.. sometimes our family also visits.. you know navi they're all angels.. some of their parents left them and some are not offered for their treatment, atlast they're all left as orphan. Do You know navi, why I proposed you for our marriage?? I helped that girl, i said silently

It is really helping the children to feel as if they are normal kids instead of being branded as orphans by everybody. The orphanage is really quite a grand building. There are over 20 bedrooms total that are all split on separate sides of the house. It is two stories with the bottom story being dedicated to multiple social areas, the kitchen and a very large dining room. The second story is divided in half with half of the rooms on each side so that the boys and girls are still kept separate. In the middle of the rooms, there is the bedroom that Frank has claimed as his own, two more empty rooms in case any other adults want to stay and help out, and a large

Amber lowered her head in humiliation, their laughter ringing in her ears like a thousand bells. Though crushed, she tried to focus her thoughts on the next day. Thankfully, she would visit the orphanage-a place that brought her peace and joy. That hope, small as it was, gave her strength. --- The next day, daylight spilled across the village. The orphanage sat along a busy street, surrounded by the sounds of vendors, clattering pots, laughing children, and wandering goats. A marquee out front read: To Care for the Homeless Children. Amber handed three boys a coin each for helping her carry hampers of gifts. They thanked her and