Literature
Alamance Chapter One
The large door leading in and out of the orphanage swung open. Chubby little hands gripped the frame, as the small girl made her escape from the old Victorian styled building, and out into the landscaped yard. She was trailed soon thereafter by a tiny little white kitten. The animal darted in front of her with a mew, leading the little girl forward.
Alamance Orphanage was at least 3 centuries old. Of course, it had been restored and made safe for the children over the years, but it still held that strange old-home aura that basically screamed: Somebody died here.
There were decorations around all the bases of the