Twelfth Grade 2019
First Place: Arpi Khachatryan, Yerevan
It's a sunny day. You are walking on the street and find a blue stone. You pick it up. You look up and you're surrounded by snow and ice.
"Jesus Christ! Where am I? Is this some kind of reality show or something?"
I am confused. Why on Earth I even took that stone? Ok, Arpi, calm down. As my therapist says, it's better to see good in everything. I already see good in this! I adore snow and here I am in a snowy Fairy-land or in a snowy hell, I don't know yet. To stop my uprising fear from taking control over me, I start walking. Every new place has to be discovered, hasn't it? Maybe, I'm the next Columbus, haha! "Ok, Arpi, you remember all those fairy-tales you used to read, don't you?", I tell myself, "If you came here with the help of that stone, then maybe it will somehow help you". Without further consideration, I swallow the stone. I don't really taste anything, I guess it wasn't the best idea, as my throat starts hurting. I don't want to close my eyes but I have no choice, as the sky starts to disappear, and before I can realize anything, I'm standing in a great Hall, and there are palm-trees all over me; and snow; and lions; and a staircase. I go up. The stairs and the building are made of white marble, and the further I go the more I feel the cold coming from that ice-marble. And the further I go, the more silent it becomes. And more calm I am, in my surprize Finally, I get to a little room. It's dark inside; and dusty, and there is a little bookshelve - very old one - and books all over the room; and a little window - the only source of light. But what is that light? As I look thorough it, I start crying. "What is this? No, no, no. Why is this?" A huge library lies down there with gothic architecture, thousands of books and some kind of creatures working with these books. I have never seen anything like that! These creatures bodies of a human and heads of a fox. It's weird, but they really ARE so beautiful! Everything is beautiful. And it is sunny there! Oh, how I want to be there and not in here - surrounded by dust and cold.
"Wait a minute", - I suddenly shout, as a fountain appears in the middle of that huge library. But not only a fountain. Thee's someone swimming in it. Someone I know! "I don't believe my eyes! This is Haig! This is really him!" My hands start shaking. I was always afraid of that guy, and now here he is - swimming in a marble fountain!
"Oh, poor Arpi! Do you want to come to this library?" I hear his voice from down there. "Of course I do", - I mumble to myself but I'm too scared to shout at him.
"Then," Haig continues, "You have to defeat me". The window of my small dusty room opens and a snow platform appears in the air. As I step onto it, I see him standing right in front of me. And there are glass chairs and a table between us. A table with some kind of game put on it. It looks like chess, but it is definitely not. The figures are all the same, except, in my surprise, my figures are blue stones - just like the one I have found on the street, and his figures are of the same shape, but only purple. I don't know how but I knew how to play. It is a speed game: you make your move , and your opponent has to steal your stone. Who-ever has the last "free" stone, the last "unstolen" stone - wins.
During the game, we are silent. The more purple stones I steal, the more the snow platform goes down to the centre of the library. The more Haig steals from me - the more the platform goes up.
It is the end of the game. There is only one stone left - a PURPLE one. "Of course, Haig won! Ok, Arpi, do not panic, it is ok..." I started telling myself, when suddenly Haig gets up, gives the stone to me and says: "You and me have equal stones now. Not now, but if in the future, you'd like you to end this game, and come back to my library, just swallow this stone."
I don't manage to say a word, as I find myself in the same sunny street I have found the stone on. Well, of course! The Blue Stone! I had swallowed it. I had a figure! That's why he said that our stones were equal in number!
Wow! Now, everything once again came into my mind - everything that happened to me is that... I don't even know how much time has passed! But that is not the most important thing right now. Haig gifted me victory! WOW! It's something I wouldn't have expected him to do. And it is not only about a victory. I would be a fool to think that my life is going to be the same from now on. And what about this purple stone, I will keep it for now. If this is a game, I do not want it to end now.
"It won't really end, EVER" - I suddenly hear the voice of Haig, walking down the same street and smiling at me with his same creepy smile.
Second Place: Hayk Abovyan, Hrazdan
Imagine you wake up and discover you're a different person. You want to return to your old life but there is someone else living it.
Maybe the title sounds like a hollywood block buster but it's a real story that happened to me.
It was the end of the school term. And I needed to take the history examinatio. Who knows me knews that I'm very bad in History and that was very hard for me and seemed for me as a challange and unimaginable obstacle. A month before the exam I had started to think about it and had decided to prepare for it properly: But everytime I wanted to start to learn something from History, something happened and I always postponed my lessons. Whenn iT remained only a week, I understood that I needed to be mor serious person and to start prepare for exam. Unfortunatly the wheather in that time of year is my favourite and was awasome I couldn't bear it I just wanted to go outside and play with my mates. And then, when there was only one day remained I started to panic as I didn't do anything and started to think that I would fail the exam and -ould stay in the same grade. After my panic screams, a lot of tears and complainings I started to do something. There was a lot to lear and when I first sew that pack of History books I almost lost my mind. i started to learn harder and harder, but it was more complicated that I could imagine. I didn't eat all and only read and read. At night when everybody was sleeping. I didn't understand how I fell asleep. It seemed that it was the sweetest sleep of my life. When I wake up, I was awoken from the screams and shouts. I was lying on the cozy bed in the tent. Then somebody in the uniform came up to me and said.
"Mr Nopelon, soldiers are waiting for you orders."
I without understanding anything was accompanied out of the tent and walked the army. When I was riding a horse (which I've never done) I understood what was happening. I was Napoleon.
When with my soldier fellow came to the army I was shoked to see 300 Spartas soldier with the spares up and waiting for me. It was inimaginable. They were shouting and screaming. I was very shocked. I didn't understand what was happening.
When they greeted me in an army style, one soldier came up to me from the far on the horse. First I didn't understand who he was. But when he came to my on horse. I recognize him. He was Alexander Macedonshi. He gave me a sword and went to the line. My accompany who woke me up it the morning said to me: "It's time to move"
And I without saying anything started move with 300 Spartacus, Alexander Makcdonski. I was shocked I was very shocked. and yet didn't completly understand what was going on. We rided a little and from the far I could sea a town. It was not big but was beautiful. Alexander Makedonski aid to me "Here is a Moscow" (yeah, it was true that I knew nothing from History but invasion of Moscow knows everybody,) I was afraid but couldn't do anything. I was still I couldn't speak. I knew in which way the invasion would be held. In the gate of Moscow I sew a man who was smoking. My 300 spartacus quickly brought him to me. And who was that do you think.
He was Stolyn. He was very angry. Imagine my face when I sew him standing face to me. He was speaking but I couldn't understand anything. He was very angry. Then saying something he took off his gun face it to me. Everyone was shocked, so did I. Then he pulled the triggle and fell from my horse. He shot to my chest. And the last think I remember it was Rome Pope who was screaming "Wake up, Wake up."
Suddenly I opened my eyes and sew my Mom who whisper to me. "Wake up, wake up" Oh, sorry honey as I see you all night preparding for History exam (I was arounded with the piles of books and copybooks.) I forgot to say that your exam delayed to month after.
Third Place: Haig Kassarjian, Yerevan
It's a sunny day. You are walking on the street and find a blue stone. You pick it up. You look up and you're surrounded by snow and ice.
"Huh,"
I just stand there, looking around for the movie set props, because OBVIOUSLY I walked onto a film scene by accident. It's not uncommon to see film directors using familiar scenes and adding effects suited for the movie. It's bizarre, but there isn't a camera in sight. I walk around a bit, fiddling with the stone, which I think is a prop. trying to find the source of the snow. The wind seems to be quite light. So light, in fact, that through the snow I can see some tress in the distance that aren't moving at all. They don't even have snow on them! I'm flabbergasted, and as I'm walking down a seemingly frozen street, I trip, and the stone falls in some snow.
Immediately, all the winds die down, and all the snow melts, leaving me drenched in water. I scramble up, panicking, and kind of dog-shake the water off of me as best as I can. I'm hesitant to pick up the stone, but hey, its for SCIENCE! So I man up and clasp the stone with both hands.
Not the best idea when sopping went, you would think. but as the snow forms around me, I don't feel cold. I actually feel warm. I drop the stone, and lay down in some of the melted snow. I get up and I'm completely dry. What's more, the snow affects about a 100 meters in radius of a circle, with me as the center. It looks like an ice bomb was dropped where I was standing. Neat. I start to get excited now. I control the weather! Make it a snow day every day! Or, rather, a snow day at our house, because 100 meters isn't that much, if you think about it. This gets me thinking: how can I maximize the output of snow, because it's "go big, or go home", so I start to call a cab when an idea suddenly dawns on me. I saw some ice forming as I was walking - let's try that again. So I pick up the stone, and that warm, tingly sensation returns as I'm enveloped by snow and wind again. This time, I start running forward, and ice starts to form under my shoes - ice skating! This is insane, I think to myself as I fly through the deserted streets. Wait till I tell...my...friends...? Why are the streets deserted? I realize I haven't seen anyone, or anything, for a long time. I try calling my friends, but get static. Confused, I put my phone in my pocket, and as I do so, I realize a slight glow emenating from my chest. I look under my shirt (I'm wearing JUST a T-shirt, by the way, and I'm not freezing in the snow), and see a hieroglyphic symbol glowing on my chest.
Ok, now I KNOW I'm dreaming. I had heard "lucid dreaming" was awesome, but this was going too far...or was it? I kind of assumed it was normal t have a stone controlling the weather, so maybe everything isn't all fine and dandy. I skate down deserted roads, wondering how I got into this mess, when I feel the warmth in my chest, or the "symbol", grow warmer. I guess we're playing Hot-Cold? So I start taking more turns, and feel the warmth turn into hot-ness, if that makes sense. I'm so concentrated on the symbol I don't see the car materialize in front of me, and try to stop. Too late. I close my eyes and put my hands up, bracing for impact...any day now...um...I open my eyes a crack, and I'm still skating. No car in sight. What? Where...? Nope, definitely a dream. How else would a car just disa-CRASH! I jump, the stone flies out of my hand. Already the snow is melting, and I flail around trying to grab the stone. I get my fingers on it just a few inches above the ground, and land in some newly formed snow. New Rule: glue the stones to your hand.
So what was the crash? I look around, and see a literal giant made of ice: humongous, vapor coming off it's body, and it's eating a car. How did I miss this? Wait, why do I feel like I'm melting?
I look down and the symbol is glowing a fierce red, like metal reaching it's melting point. The stone in my hand starts tugging my arm towards the giant. I resist. It throws my whole body to the ground, and, forcing my hand, traces words in the snow: "giant here = people not here. Save people = killing giant"/ It's just a dream, it's just a dream...I'm freaking out now, and I think to myself: "If I die in the dream, I'll just wake up. Yeah, that's it" and get up to ask the giant to kill me, when I feel a sharp pain in my right wrist (I'm a lefty). I look down, and my arm is bent in a weird angle. The color drains from my face as I realize: this isn't a dream. I feel pain, but don't wake up. This is bad. The stone surprises me yet again, by growing in size and putting itself on my arm. I feel a slight brese, and my arm feels brand new. The stone then jumps from my right arm to my left and becomes a "blaster" of sorts - it looks like a hand cannon. I just got with it, because, at this point, what have I got to lose? I make my way over to the giant, who has now noticed me and has decided that throwing cars at me is the perfect greeting I dodge them all, keeping my speed, and raise my arm towards the giant. BANG! Ice shards the size of basketballs hurtle themselves towards the giant! I got this! YEA - The shards just bounce off. The giant grins, or tries to, breaking some ice on his face in the process. Ok, new plan. I frantically dodge more cars as I try to ignore the now searing heat coming off of my chest...The symbol! This must be what it meant when it led me to the giant! I take a deep breath and imagine the stone/blaster is connected to my chest via a tube. My arm starts glowing and it feels like my essence is being drained from my soul. I start to black out as the blaster lets off a fantastic, vermillion fireball in the direction of the giant. I lose consciousness as I see the giant's eyes widen, and he lets out a shriek that would have made horror movie enthusiasts proud.
Faint, muffled shouting. I hear...my name?
"Haig!" "Haig, wake up!"
Ow, my head. It feels like it's been ironed over.
"Haig!", louder now.
I slowly open my eyes. There I see my friends and family, all looking worried.
"What happened?", I ask, confused.
"You blacked out 2 weeks ago after a nasty fall - we thought you were dead!"
"Really?"
"NO, you idiot! Don't you remember fighting the ice goblen?" They ask, now annoyed.
I'm really confused. Was all this true? What happened...
I look at my chest. There lies the symbol, albeit cooled down a bit, but definitely there. "You brought us back from the ice realm by killing the goblen, but they will be back. You should start training.", my dad says. Welp, I guess I'm a superhero now? I look around, and everyone looks at me expectantly. I guess you don't choose your future, it chooses you. Why me, though? What did I do to be given this gift? Or is it a curse? There's a lot of thoughts going through my head, but one things for sure: I really need to "keep my cool". Hehe.
It's a sunny day. You are walking on the street and find a blue stone. You pick it up. You look up and you're surrounded by snow and ice.
"Jesus Christ! Where am I? Is this some kind of reality show or something?"
I am confused. Why on Earth I even took that stone? Ok, Arpi, calm down. As my therapist says, it's better to see good in everything. I already see good in this! I adore snow and here I am in a snowy Fairy-land or in a snowy hell, I don't know yet. To stop my uprising fear from taking control over me, I start walking. Every new place has to be discovered, hasn't it? Maybe, I'm the next Columbus, haha! "Ok, Arpi, you remember all those fairy-tales you used to read, don't you?", I tell myself, "If you came here with the help of that stone, then maybe it will somehow help you". Without further consideration, I swallow the stone. I don't really taste anything, I guess it wasn't the best idea, as my throat starts hurting. I don't want to close my eyes but I have no choice, as the sky starts to disappear, and before I can realize anything, I'm standing in a great Hall, and there are palm-trees all over me; and snow; and lions; and a staircase. I go up. The stairs and the building are made of white marble, and the further I go the more I feel the cold coming from that ice-marble. And the further I go, the more silent it becomes. And more calm I am, in my surprize Finally, I get to a little room. It's dark inside; and dusty, and there is a little bookshelve - very old one - and books all over the room; and a little window - the only source of light. But what is that light? As I look thorough it, I start crying. "What is this? No, no, no. Why is this?" A huge library lies down there with gothic architecture, thousands of books and some kind of creatures working with these books. I have never seen anything like that! These creatures bodies of a human and heads of a fox. It's weird, but they really ARE so beautiful! Everything is beautiful. And it is sunny there! Oh, how I want to be there and not in here - surrounded by dust and cold.
"Wait a minute", - I suddenly shout, as a fountain appears in the middle of that huge library. But not only a fountain. Thee's someone swimming in it. Someone I know! "I don't believe my eyes! This is Haig! This is really him!" My hands start shaking. I was always afraid of that guy, and now here he is - swimming in a marble fountain!
"Oh, poor Arpi! Do you want to come to this library?" I hear his voice from down there. "Of course I do", - I mumble to myself but I'm too scared to shout at him.
"Then," Haig continues, "You have to defeat me". The window of my small dusty room opens and a snow platform appears in the air. As I step onto it, I see him standing right in front of me. And there are glass chairs and a table between us. A table with some kind of game put on it. It looks like chess, but it is definitely not. The figures are all the same, except, in my surprise, my figures are blue stones - just like the one I have found on the street, and his figures are of the same shape, but only purple. I don't know how but I knew how to play. It is a speed game: you make your move , and your opponent has to steal your stone. Who-ever has the last "free" stone, the last "unstolen" stone - wins.
During the game, we are silent. The more purple stones I steal, the more the snow platform goes down to the centre of the library. The more Haig steals from me - the more the platform goes up.
It is the end of the game. There is only one stone left - a PURPLE one. "Of course, Haig won! Ok, Arpi, do not panic, it is ok..." I started telling myself, when suddenly Haig gets up, gives the stone to me and says: "You and me have equal stones now. Not now, but if in the future, you'd like you to end this game, and come back to my library, just swallow this stone."
I don't manage to say a word, as I find myself in the same sunny street I have found the stone on. Well, of course! The Blue Stone! I had swallowed it. I had a figure! That's why he said that our stones were equal in number!
Wow! Now, everything once again came into my mind - everything that happened to me is that... I don't even know how much time has passed! But that is not the most important thing right now. Haig gifted me victory! WOW! It's something I wouldn't have expected him to do. And it is not only about a victory. I would be a fool to think that my life is going to be the same from now on. And what about this purple stone, I will keep it for now. If this is a game, I do not want it to end now.
"It won't really end, EVER" - I suddenly hear the voice of Haig, walking down the same street and smiling at me with his same creepy smile.
Second Place: Hayk Abovyan, Hrazdan
Imagine you wake up and discover you're a different person. You want to return to your old life but there is someone else living it.
Maybe the title sounds like a hollywood block buster but it's a real story that happened to me.
It was the end of the school term. And I needed to take the history examinatio. Who knows me knews that I'm very bad in History and that was very hard for me and seemed for me as a challange and unimaginable obstacle. A month before the exam I had started to think about it and had decided to prepare for it properly: But everytime I wanted to start to learn something from History, something happened and I always postponed my lessons. Whenn iT remained only a week, I understood that I needed to be mor serious person and to start prepare for exam. Unfortunatly the wheather in that time of year is my favourite and was awasome I couldn't bear it I just wanted to go outside and play with my mates. And then, when there was only one day remained I started to panic as I didn't do anything and started to think that I would fail the exam and -ould stay in the same grade. After my panic screams, a lot of tears and complainings I started to do something. There was a lot to lear and when I first sew that pack of History books I almost lost my mind. i started to learn harder and harder, but it was more complicated that I could imagine. I didn't eat all and only read and read. At night when everybody was sleeping. I didn't understand how I fell asleep. It seemed that it was the sweetest sleep of my life. When I wake up, I was awoken from the screams and shouts. I was lying on the cozy bed in the tent. Then somebody in the uniform came up to me and said.
"Mr Nopelon, soldiers are waiting for you orders."
I without understanding anything was accompanied out of the tent and walked the army. When I was riding a horse (which I've never done) I understood what was happening. I was Napoleon.
When with my soldier fellow came to the army I was shoked to see 300 Spartas soldier with the spares up and waiting for me. It was inimaginable. They were shouting and screaming. I was very shocked. I didn't understand what was happening.
When they greeted me in an army style, one soldier came up to me from the far on the horse. First I didn't understand who he was. But when he came to my on horse. I recognize him. He was Alexander Macedonshi. He gave me a sword and went to the line. My accompany who woke me up it the morning said to me: "It's time to move"
And I without saying anything started move with 300 Spartacus, Alexander Makcdonski. I was shocked I was very shocked. and yet didn't completly understand what was going on. We rided a little and from the far I could sea a town. It was not big but was beautiful. Alexander Makedonski aid to me "Here is a Moscow" (yeah, it was true that I knew nothing from History but invasion of Moscow knows everybody,) I was afraid but couldn't do anything. I was still I couldn't speak. I knew in which way the invasion would be held. In the gate of Moscow I sew a man who was smoking. My 300 spartacus quickly brought him to me. And who was that do you think.
He was Stolyn. He was very angry. Imagine my face when I sew him standing face to me. He was speaking but I couldn't understand anything. He was very angry. Then saying something he took off his gun face it to me. Everyone was shocked, so did I. Then he pulled the triggle and fell from my horse. He shot to my chest. And the last think I remember it was Rome Pope who was screaming "Wake up, Wake up."
Suddenly I opened my eyes and sew my Mom who whisper to me. "Wake up, wake up" Oh, sorry honey as I see you all night preparding for History exam (I was arounded with the piles of books and copybooks.) I forgot to say that your exam delayed to month after.
Third Place: Haig Kassarjian, Yerevan
It's a sunny day. You are walking on the street and find a blue stone. You pick it up. You look up and you're surrounded by snow and ice.
"Huh,"
I just stand there, looking around for the movie set props, because OBVIOUSLY I walked onto a film scene by accident. It's not uncommon to see film directors using familiar scenes and adding effects suited for the movie. It's bizarre, but there isn't a camera in sight. I walk around a bit, fiddling with the stone, which I think is a prop. trying to find the source of the snow. The wind seems to be quite light. So light, in fact, that through the snow I can see some tress in the distance that aren't moving at all. They don't even have snow on them! I'm flabbergasted, and as I'm walking down a seemingly frozen street, I trip, and the stone falls in some snow.
Immediately, all the winds die down, and all the snow melts, leaving me drenched in water. I scramble up, panicking, and kind of dog-shake the water off of me as best as I can. I'm hesitant to pick up the stone, but hey, its for SCIENCE! So I man up and clasp the stone with both hands.
Not the best idea when sopping went, you would think. but as the snow forms around me, I don't feel cold. I actually feel warm. I drop the stone, and lay down in some of the melted snow. I get up and I'm completely dry. What's more, the snow affects about a 100 meters in radius of a circle, with me as the center. It looks like an ice bomb was dropped where I was standing. Neat. I start to get excited now. I control the weather! Make it a snow day every day! Or, rather, a snow day at our house, because 100 meters isn't that much, if you think about it. This gets me thinking: how can I maximize the output of snow, because it's "go big, or go home", so I start to call a cab when an idea suddenly dawns on me. I saw some ice forming as I was walking - let's try that again. So I pick up the stone, and that warm, tingly sensation returns as I'm enveloped by snow and wind again. This time, I start running forward, and ice starts to form under my shoes - ice skating! This is insane, I think to myself as I fly through the deserted streets. Wait till I tell...my...friends...? Why are the streets deserted? I realize I haven't seen anyone, or anything, for a long time. I try calling my friends, but get static. Confused, I put my phone in my pocket, and as I do so, I realize a slight glow emenating from my chest. I look under my shirt (I'm wearing JUST a T-shirt, by the way, and I'm not freezing in the snow), and see a hieroglyphic symbol glowing on my chest.
Ok, now I KNOW I'm dreaming. I had heard "lucid dreaming" was awesome, but this was going too far...or was it? I kind of assumed it was normal t have a stone controlling the weather, so maybe everything isn't all fine and dandy. I skate down deserted roads, wondering how I got into this mess, when I feel the warmth in my chest, or the "symbol", grow warmer. I guess we're playing Hot-Cold? So I start taking more turns, and feel the warmth turn into hot-ness, if that makes sense. I'm so concentrated on the symbol I don't see the car materialize in front of me, and try to stop. Too late. I close my eyes and put my hands up, bracing for impact...any day now...um...I open my eyes a crack, and I'm still skating. No car in sight. What? Where...? Nope, definitely a dream. How else would a car just disa-CRASH! I jump, the stone flies out of my hand. Already the snow is melting, and I flail around trying to grab the stone. I get my fingers on it just a few inches above the ground, and land in some newly formed snow. New Rule: glue the stones to your hand.
So what was the crash? I look around, and see a literal giant made of ice: humongous, vapor coming off it's body, and it's eating a car. How did I miss this? Wait, why do I feel like I'm melting?
I look down and the symbol is glowing a fierce red, like metal reaching it's melting point. The stone in my hand starts tugging my arm towards the giant. I resist. It throws my whole body to the ground, and, forcing my hand, traces words in the snow: "giant here = people not here. Save people = killing giant"/ It's just a dream, it's just a dream...I'm freaking out now, and I think to myself: "If I die in the dream, I'll just wake up. Yeah, that's it" and get up to ask the giant to kill me, when I feel a sharp pain in my right wrist (I'm a lefty). I look down, and my arm is bent in a weird angle. The color drains from my face as I realize: this isn't a dream. I feel pain, but don't wake up. This is bad. The stone surprises me yet again, by growing in size and putting itself on my arm. I feel a slight brese, and my arm feels brand new. The stone then jumps from my right arm to my left and becomes a "blaster" of sorts - it looks like a hand cannon. I just got with it, because, at this point, what have I got to lose? I make my way over to the giant, who has now noticed me and has decided that throwing cars at me is the perfect greeting I dodge them all, keeping my speed, and raise my arm towards the giant. BANG! Ice shards the size of basketballs hurtle themselves towards the giant! I got this! YEA - The shards just bounce off. The giant grins, or tries to, breaking some ice on his face in the process. Ok, new plan. I frantically dodge more cars as I try to ignore the now searing heat coming off of my chest...The symbol! This must be what it meant when it led me to the giant! I take a deep breath and imagine the stone/blaster is connected to my chest via a tube. My arm starts glowing and it feels like my essence is being drained from my soul. I start to black out as the blaster lets off a fantastic, vermillion fireball in the direction of the giant. I lose consciousness as I see the giant's eyes widen, and he lets out a shriek that would have made horror movie enthusiasts proud.
Faint, muffled shouting. I hear...my name?
"Haig!" "Haig, wake up!"
Ow, my head. It feels like it's been ironed over.
"Haig!", louder now.
I slowly open my eyes. There I see my friends and family, all looking worried.
"What happened?", I ask, confused.
"You blacked out 2 weeks ago after a nasty fall - we thought you were dead!"
"Really?"
"NO, you idiot! Don't you remember fighting the ice goblen?" They ask, now annoyed.
I'm really confused. Was all this true? What happened...
I look at my chest. There lies the symbol, albeit cooled down a bit, but definitely there. "You brought us back from the ice realm by killing the goblen, but they will be back. You should start training.", my dad says. Welp, I guess I'm a superhero now? I look around, and everyone looks at me expectantly. I guess you don't choose your future, it chooses you. Why me, though? What did I do to be given this gift? Or is it a curse? There's a lot of thoughts going through my head, but one things for sure: I really need to "keep my cool". Hehe.