Away, I ran. Not caring about how cold it was or how bad my chest ached. All I knew was to run. To run fast and long. To get as far away as possilbe. My face and arms were getting sliced with passing branches but I didn't care. My legs carrying me further into the dark forest. My mind tried to process what had just happened, but I was still in shock. Both of my parents had just been murdered. And my father's last words were "Run, Lester, run." As any child, (I hope) I obeyed my father's last wishes, I ran. I didn't know if the murderers were after me or not. It didn't matter.
It was the middle of October and it was COLD. All I had on were my thin pajama pants and a flanel sirt. I was shivering all over but on I ran. I was only running for about ten minutes but it felt like an hour. I could bareley see but I squinted and sprinted on.
I coulnd't take it. My mother, my poor loving mother, was gone forever. My father, my fun-loving joke-cracking father, gone. My brother, my only real friend, who always stood by me. Gone. Everything I knew and loved was taken away from me. All i wanted to do was curl up in a ball on the cold, hard forest floor and cry. That's exactly what I did. I couldn't run anymore and my brain had gotten past the shock. So I sat there and cried for hours, not able to fall asleep.
What would I do? Where would I go? My future and whole life had been destroyed in one night. In seven horrifying minutes of one October night.
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It was the middle of October and it was COLD. All I had on were my thin pajama pants and a flanel sirt. I was shivering all over but on I ran. I was only running for about ten minutes but it felt like an hour. I could bareley see but I squinted and sprinted on.
I coulnd't take it. My mother, my poor loving mother, was gone forever. My father, my fun-loving joke-cracking father, gone. My brother, my only real friend, who always stood by me. Gone. Everything I knew and loved was taken away from me. All i wanted to do was curl up in a ball on the cold, hard forest floor and cry. That's exactly what I did. I couldn't run anymore and my brain had gotten past the shock. So I sat there and cried for hours, not able to fall asleep.
What would I do? Where would I go? My future and whole life had been destroyed in one night. In seven horrifying minutes of one October night.
Sorry it's such a short chapter!
Tell me if you like it, please!
Away, I ran. Not caring about how cold it was or how bad my chest ached. All I knew was to run. To run fast and long. To get as far away as possilbe. My face and arms were getting sliced with passing branches but I didn't care. My legs carrying me further into the dark forest. My mind tried to process what had just happened, but I was still in shock. Both of my parents had just been murdered. And my father's last words were "Run, Lester, run." As any child, (I hope) I obeyed my father's last wishes, I ran. I didn't know if the murderers were after me or not. It didn't matter.
It was the middle of October and it was COLD. All I had on were my thin pajama pants and a flanel sirt. I was shivering all over but on I ran. I was only running for about ten minutes but it felt like an hour. I could bareley see but I squinted and sprinted on.
I coulnd't take it. My mother, my poor loving mother, was gone forever. My father, my fun-loving joke-cracking father, gone. My brother, my only real friend, who always stood by me. Gone. Everything I knew and loved was taken away from me. All i wanted to do was curl up in a ball on the cold, hard forest floor and cry. That's exactly what I did. I couldn't run anymore and my brain had gotten past the shock. So I sat there and cried for hours, not able to fall asleep.
What would I do? Where would I go? My future and whole life had been destroyed in one night. In seven horrifying minutes of one October night.
Sorry it's such a short chapter!
Tell me if you like it, please!
It was the middle of October and it was COLD. All I had on were my thin pajama pants and a flanel sirt. I was shivering all over but on I ran. I was only running for about ten minutes but it felt like an hour. I could bareley see but I squinted and sprinted on.
I coulnd't take it. My mother, my poor loving mother, was gone forever. My father, my fun-loving joke-cracking father, gone. My brother, my only real friend, who always stood by me. Gone. Everything I knew and loved was taken away from me. All i wanted to do was curl up in a ball on the cold, hard forest floor and cry. That's exactly what I did. I couldn't run anymore and my brain had gotten past the shock. So I sat there and cried for hours, not able to fall asleep.
What would I do? Where would I go? My future and whole life had been destroyed in one night. In seven horrifying minutes of one October night.
Sorry it's such a short chapter!
Tell me if you like it, please!
she jumps from flower to soft green grass.
Stretches arms, flutters wings
she looks around and sees new things.
Pushes off, finds joy in flight
she flies in daylight through till night.
If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That strain again! it had a dying fall:
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
That breathes upon a bank of violet
Skin the sun, fall asleep. Wish away, soul is cheap. Lesson learned, wish me luck. Sooth the burn, wake me up....
I knew that I had to find a way out of here. I couldn't last a day out in the wild. I started walking knowing that I should find a place to sleep. I walked for a while till I found a cave. It was large and empty. I walked into the cave and just laid on the cold hard floor and passed out.