Anyway, I already finished reading the flower pots so I'm going back inside. I had quite a reputation inside the orphanage too. While the kids consider me odd and weird, the nuns consider me gifted or a genius. It's because I already managed to stand up within the first 4 months of my life. But it was not easy, I started trying the moment I knew how to crawl and it was even after 2 months since I came to this world. I also managed to say my first word before I reached my first birthday. It's not easy. At all. I was just too bored sleeping and laying around. When I was 2 years old. I started doing small tasks like helping Sister Anna in her garden. She taught me how to transfer plants from one pot to another. I was never allowed to carry the pots until I was 3 years old.
Anyway, I already finished reading the flower pots so I'm going back inside. I had quite a reputation inside the orphanage too. While the kids consider me odd and weird, the nuns consider me gifted or a genius. It's because I already managed to stand up within the first 4 months of my life. But it was not easy, I started trying the moment I knew how to crawl and it was even after 2 months since I came to this world. I also managed to say my first word before I reached my first birthday. It's not easy. At all. I was just too bored sleeping and laying around. When I was 2 years old. I started doing small tasks like helping Sister Anna in her garden. She taught me how to transfer plants from one pot to another. I was never allowed to carry the pots until I was 3 years old.
The Lost Heir (A Harry Potter Fanfic)
Fantasy · MapleLeaves