Yugi winced as his leg complained underneath him, he didn't understand why they hated him so much. He hadn't done anything to them Yugi sniffed as he turned into the park, not wanting to go home to the empty house, Grandpa had passed away a few months ago, Yugi was being watched over by a guardian who would check in on him every other month. But that guardian was the Father of the bullies. Yugi was so lonely.
The woods were always calming for Yugi, especially now, even though he was in the middle of a large city the woods drowned out any sound and let Yugi be wherever he imagined to be.
Yugi hissed as he sat on a tree stump by a small pond, the pond had a mossed over statue of a frog sitting on a toadstool. It used to spray water from its grey mouth but no more, the pond often dried up in summer droughts, so there wasn't much life living in the waters.
Yugi looked into the water