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Chapter 3: In More Trouble

I ran after her, crying. She was my twin sister. I made her upset. As soon as my father saw me he ran after me. Zelda was crying a lot and Ghirahim was sitting with her trying to cheer her up. I ran and lost him. I saw him looking towards my direction so I threw a rock that sounded like my boots and kept going. Soon enough I found myself right back at my house with my father right there. I had a little smile on face and chuckled. He was not amused. He pushed me down. I got up and ran inside and took my ripped yellow tunic off and put another one on over the chainmail and white undershirt. When I ran downstairs with my ripped tunic to take it to the tailor my father stopped me. He told me to go back to my room. I disobeyed him and ran to the tailor. I hid behind a bush and told her not to tell. He was looking for me. I wanted to just run to Zelda and make everything so much better! It was too late though. She was gone. I had to find her no matter what it took. My father found me and took me home and locked me in my room. I sat and gazed out the window. I was a twelve year old boy that had nothing it felt like at that instant. I wanted to find my real family, but I knew I couldn't because they were dead. I needed to set things right with Zelda.