(Something
cute)
(Something with guns! Or
arrows!)
(Something scary)
(Something
normal like looking at trees)
(Something
childish like playing a game)
(Something motherly like
feeding a child)
(Something
romantic!)
(Something small and normal, no one will notice but it has a
big part in the story)
(Something dark but beautiful)
(Something funny or happy…like
tickling or laughing)
(Something
normal) As I walked in the direction where Nathan went, I was kicking myself
for being rude. Hadn’t mother always told us never to be rude? Even to your
worst enemies? Then I stopped in my tracks, That was before she left me…before
they both abandon us without even saying that they loved us, I continued my walk
relaying that day…
(Something funny or happy) I
had woken up with the feeling that something had changed but I threw away that
idea and scampered down our old creaky stairs. Around those times we were
living in a abandon old ware house close to the river… It had three rooms up
stairs that we made into rooms. I had shared my room with Lilith at the time
and always had to wake up in the middle of the night to take care of her and
her nightmares. I had woken up fairly early that morning, earlier then I had
normally woken up…
(Something small and normal)
I had heard the sound of yelling and had carefully creeped
down the stairs, I wasn’t entirely used to the house and accidently stepped on
a stair that creaked. It wasn’t that simple creaking noise that normal houses
do because of settling…it was so loud and noisy that it rang threw the house…
(Something with guns! Or
arrows!)
I bustled out of my flash back
to a bullet ringing past my head. I swore and ducked my head, running to the
nearest tree. “Drag nugget! Charlie get your head in the game!” I hear a voice
yell.
They were coming from the left
side of me. I duck and scamper through the bushes as I hear (who I guess is Charlie),
“She’s heading to the trash pile!” I duck a few branches and see the light
coming through the patch of trees, in a matter of seconds I was threw with those
trees and…Flying? I was swooping in the air by my feet. They had trapped me…
(Something scary) The trap was
a simple one…one for something like a rabbit or a small deer. I took my knife
out and cut the ropes, sending me falling to the ground. The hunters had
finally gotten through the trees and saw that I had escaped! Being who I am I ran
the heck out of there and went to the, what they called trash pile, junk yard. I
had done some reading in my fair and short life and for one knew that humans
had once traded pieces of medal in for crap or money… people seemed to like old
broken down cars and metal pieces and made junk yard after junk yard…they
say sometimes that the old government had planted old devises in these places
but to me it’s just a roomer,
So I finally cleared
the bald patch of clearing that surrounded the junkyard and literally dived threw
a hood of a upside down car dodging Charlie’s bullets. I happened to somehow cut my hand
really bad going through it and landed on my back in a sunny patch holding my
bleeding hand to my chest getting my shirt soaked with blood...
(Something dark but beautiful)
I rolled over into another car that,
thankfully, didn’t have any glass… I peeked at my cut and nearly fainted! It was
a gash from the bottom of my thumb to the side of my hand! It was about an inch
deep. I wrap it up as tightly as I could and slowly became drowsy. As I struggled
to stay awake I saw Two men coming my way one. In one hand one of them had a
knife, the other had a gun…as they approached me I was trying to squirm back
into the car. Then I saw a blur, it had leaped onto the man with a gun and when
he did that red stuff sprayed over me…I was barley
awake and didn’t know what number was on the hood of this car! I tried to become awake but it
seemed impossible! As I slowly drifted off I felt the warmth of the blur sweeping
me off the ground…somehow this felt familiar…
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