A/N Ok Hi peeps! It's me Crazy Mongoose and I wanted to say that I do not
own Zelda or the other characters, though I would like to. This is my
second fic so please tell me what you think! Thanks!
I remember that day so well in my mind that it seems as if it were just yesterday. My mother had died when I was a baby from small pox. We had to burn her and all of her things so I have nothing left of her. We also had to burn our money for all of it was in her purse. When I was six, my dad had stole money from the King so he could buy us food. My father was caught by two of the royal guards and taken to the Guillotine. I followed the guards to see what they were going to do to daddy. I can still feel the ache in my feet as I climbed up those stairs that led to the roof. That's when I saw the so-called "Guillotine." It was a big wooden frame with a platform holding it. In the top of the frame was a little hole with a rope coming through. On one end of the rope was a shimmering sharpened piece of metal. An executioner was holding the other end of the rope tightly. The two guards that brought daddy up here shoved him into place and the Executioner let go of the rope. Then metal came down on my father's thick neck slicing his head off. Blood splashed everywhere! His head rolled over to me, his eyes in the back of his head and his mouth open in shock. I heard a scream but didn't realize till later that I was the one who was screaming. That's when the guards noticed me and made a leap to try and grab me. I ran from there as fast as I could. I fell asleep under a willow tree and was found the next morning by the happy mask man. He took me to the Hyrule Orphanage where I spent the next seven years of my life. I didn't talk to anyone except a little boy who was only at the orphanage one day before he ran away. Some people say he died others say he didn't. I just said he's lucky to be free. At age thirteen I was let go and I ran to Kokiri Forest. I hated it there because there was a boy named Mido who was very self-centered. That's when I met Link. He was just a year older than me and had golden blonde hair with deep blue eyes to match. We instantly became friends and I, Saria, started to fall in love.
I remember that day so well in my mind that it seems as if it were just yesterday. My mother had died when I was a baby from small pox. We had to burn her and all of her things so I have nothing left of her. We also had to burn our money for all of it was in her purse. When I was six, my dad had stole money from the King so he could buy us food. My father was caught by two of the royal guards and taken to the Guillotine. I followed the guards to see what they were going to do to daddy. I can still feel the ache in my feet as I climbed up those stairs that led to the roof. That's when I saw the so-called "Guillotine." It was a big wooden frame with a platform holding it. In the top of the frame was a little hole with a rope coming through. On one end of the rope was a shimmering sharpened piece of metal. An executioner was holding the other end of the rope tightly. The two guards that brought daddy up here shoved him into place and the Executioner let go of the rope. Then metal came down on my father's thick neck slicing his head off. Blood splashed everywhere! His head rolled over to me, his eyes in the back of his head and his mouth open in shock. I heard a scream but didn't realize till later that I was the one who was screaming. That's when the guards noticed me and made a leap to try and grab me. I ran from there as fast as I could. I fell asleep under a willow tree and was found the next morning by the happy mask man. He took me to the Hyrule Orphanage where I spent the next seven years of my life. I didn't talk to anyone except a little boy who was only at the orphanage one day before he ran away. Some people say he died others say he didn't. I just said he's lucky to be free. At age thirteen I was let go and I ran to Kokiri Forest. I hated it there because there was a boy named Mido who was very self-centered. That's when I met Link. He was just a year older than me and had golden blonde hair with deep blue eyes to match. We instantly became friends and I, Saria, started to fall in love.