Sometimes Death Happens,Right?
Established in 1998 by Andrea Catalina Ortiz, The Hollow Academy, known amongst many as a prestigious boarding school, is popularly attended by students from all backgrounds, the elite and the kids who have criminal records. Situated in the farthest corner of Iceland, The Hollow Academy prides itself on acceptance. Whether they have a criminal background, a dark past, a secret, all are accepted and none are judged at the academy. Many of you may be asking, who are the elites of the academy? Well, you’ll learn soon they aren't what you think they are.
It was a dark and gloomy day. Outside, the rain pattered on the roof overhead. Aaron watched as the drops sprinkled down the windows of the dorm room.
“But… but… I don’t want to go to bed now. I’m still playing with my toys and need more time.” he shouted with stomping feet.
5 year old Aaron was having an outburst of going to bed early. While his parents tried to calm him down, he resisted.
His mother said with a soft voice, “Aaron, it's time to go to bed. This is a part of your schedule everyday. Please don’t fight us.”
The child screams raised in decibels as his outburst continued. His mother looked at Aaron's father helplessly. Shortly after she looked to her husband, a fire truck toy that Aaron had flew against the wall, right past his mother’s head.
His father grabbed Aaron’s arms as they tried to calm him down. Outside, the rain had turned into a thunderstorm and was progressively getting worse. Aaron continued to scream as thunder struck the tree in the yard. Not long after the tree was struck, Aaron’s parents were lifted in the air and thrown against the wall. The definitive ‘crack’ of their necks echoed through the room.
Aaron watched as the lifeless bodies dropped to the floor. As Aaron dropped to the floor he cried out to the bodies.
“M-m-mommy… D-d-daddy…?” Aaron cried as he crawled over to his dead parents.
“Aaron?” a female’s voice was heard calling his name. He turned to look at who it was, smiling.
