Ελληνική ζωή μου (My Greek Life)

This is a story about a girl who lived in Acient Greece. Her family is torn apart by the gods and she sets out to seek revenge. What will happen in her journey to Mount Olympus?

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3. Chapter 3

Ημέρα της Αθηνάς (Athena’s Day) 3 hours after sunrise

Today is the sacred day to Athena (the goddess of wisdom and battle strategy). We are going to her temple in Athens, for she is our protector. My step-mother, my brother, and I start our long walk to Athens, for we live a good 2 hours walk from Athens.

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It is after the worshipping time. Brother has told us horrible news. He is going to join the military and fight in the known upcoming war against the Persians. I begged him not to go. Not to leave me alone with his mother. He didn’t know that she beat me, so he told me,

“Try to be nice to her, Ashemous. She’s trying to be nice to you. At least, try. Alright?”

“I will try brother, but for you, not for her,” I replied.

“Good, now I have present for you before I go,” with that he produced a small box-like thing wrapped in papyrus. I took it in a state of wonder, and unwrapped it. I tried no to rip the papyrus paper so that we could use it later. In it was a box made of wood with one side off of it. I looked inside and pulled out…..a wooden owl. The symbol of Athena, my favorite goddess. The owl was beautifully carved with a lot of detail. It looks as if the maker had been sitting right next to an actual owl when he had made it. I saw something carved on the back: λαμπερός. My name, meaning bright.

“It’s beautiful,” I said. And it was. I could tell that whoever had made it had put a lot of time into it.

“I was going to give it to you for your 13th birthday, but since I won’t be here, I thought that I would give it to you now. I hope you like it,” he replied.

“Thank you, I love it.” For it was true, he wouldn’t be here for the 13th year since my birth. It was coming up soon; almost 3 months. Just then, Enoll walked up, ruining a sad, yet happy moment.

“Here is some money, food, clothes, and charms to keep the Kindly Ones (Furies) away. Use them well and stay safe,” she said to Acrisias, handing him all the things.

“Thank you mother. I hope to see you soon, goodbye to the both of you,” and with that he left our small hut.

“You won’t, dear child. I wish that Hades will let you into Eslyum when Charon takes you across,” she said under her breath, not loud enough for Acrisias to hear, but loud enough for me to hear. She knew that her son was going to die. Great mother I thought miserably.

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