The Writers' Circle

My name is Joshua; I was 2 months old when I was left on the front steps of St. Michaels Orphanage in Saint Clare, Pennsylvania. They said it was a little odd a lady in the office had just been transferred from California. She was raped and now she is pregnant. There was a chance to get a away and she took it. She had a miscarriage a week before I showed op on the front steps. She had been released when she got out of the cab night in front of St. Michaels. It is mid December and the wind was blowing out of the north, with a mist of cold snow. It would cut right through you, it didn't matter how much cloths you had on. It had been snowing for three days straight and had slacked off a bite. As she step to the curb sister Mary was still in pain physically and emotionally. The rape was an attack on the body but still devastated the mind. The loss of the child had put her on the edge of taking her life. For 6months the baby was growing inside of her. She started crying as she took baby steps toward the front entrance. She got halfway to the steps when my cries penetrated her train of thought. She started crying harder thinking her mind was playing tricks on her. With all her might she shouted, "God help me". As she fell to her knees, she said a quick prayer to calm herself, with her eyes closed and head bowed. The wind had blown snow around me and on top of me. I moved my hands and feet as she raised her head; she caught a glimpse of my movement as the cold wet snow hit me in the face. I let out a big cry. She jumped to her feet, her heart racing, she was at my side in a flash brushing the snow off of me. As the front door opened sister Cara and Sara were leaving when they spotted sister Mary. They ran to her, "Sister, we are sorry for your loss, is that a baby?"                "Yes, Sara.  I got out of the cab and I heard it crying. I thought I was losing my mind at first and then. I saw the baby on the step."                                     " Cara go and get some warm blankets, Mary and I will be in the office."

"Ok" said Sister Cara. 
That was ten years ago today, my birthday - the big one 0, and that's when it started.  I woke up like any other day; Mary was calling me to make sure I was up and getting dressed.  I was in the bathroom washing my face, at first the water was warm then hot and then it got cold.  I had soap on my face so my eyes were closed.  So I reached out and got a handful of water and splashed it on my face, drying it off with a towel.  When I looked in the mirror the thing looking at me was not me.  In a full run I ran out of the bathroom slamming the door.  Then I heard someone say "freeze" and my body froze.  I had one foot off the ground and my arms were in the air.   How I was staying upright I don't know, but to me I felt like I would fall right on my head.  Then the room split in half and a blue light came out of the darkness.  With a bright flash, a creature appeared.  His shoes were on his hands and his shirt was over his pants.  I wanted to laugh, but could not move.  He put his clothes on right and said he still had a lot of practice before he mastered traveling in light.  His voice was funny; it had a British accent with a goblin tone.  He said, "I have been waiting for this for awhile, Joshua.  Where I am from time goes slower than here, so it has been a long time growing up, you see!  Turning out to be a fine looking lad.  Oh, the misses would be so happy to see you, boy.  Well, don't you want to say something?  Ask a question?"
I tried to talk but nothing happened.  He laughed out loud.  "I forgot to release the freeze spell, sorry."  He waved his hand and said, "no freeze".  I began to thaw out, my clothes were wringing wet.  I said, "Who are you and what are you?"
"The name is Frost Bite, I am a toad goblin from the other side of the half moon realm where witches, wizards, and other different creatures live."
"How did you get the name Frost Bite?" 
"Well, as you don't know, toad goblins don't get names until we grow out of the tadpole stage.  There was a big zilla fly on a toadstool.  I shot my tongue out and missed him and my tongue got stuck on a frozen dewdrop, and I got frostbite on my tongue. Ok!"