A matter of Naming


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I thought that my alarm clock was loud before that day, but I suppose you don't normally wake to the smoke alarm. The smoke had already reached my room before I awoke so I was spluttering before I had even stood up. Throwing open the window sapped most of my dwindling strength, but I held out long enough to yell. The last I remember thinking is that of all the days to leave my cell phone downstairs it had to be today.

Past that I can only remember fuzziness, waking up in a hospital - wheezing and coughing, meetings about what to do next, I was already an orphan but now I had nowhere to go. Vaguely I gathered some sort of idea about where I was going, there was an academy of sorts where I could stay, the government would pay for the fees and the damage done by the fire. I heard my guardian, Mrs. Doppler, muttering about how it was 'too good to be true' and that 'there must be some sort of catch', but everything turned out fine. The only problem was that I wouldn't be able too see Mrs. Doppler as often, but that was a small price to pay. There was a bit of commotion over whether or not I could take Jake, my pet bearded dragon, but apparently the academy approved of taking an animal, I couldn't see why but I was semi-conscious, so I didn't put much thought into it.
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