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"We'll do it all! Everything! On. Our. OWN!" Dalia screamed at me, Jonathan standing by her side. "You're just a nuisance Mariana! A good for nothing, stupid, clumsy NUISANCE!"
I hung my head, ashamed. I wasn't all this was I? 'Well maybe you are.' a tiny voice inside my head told me. 'Maybe you are all those things that Dalia said you were. She is your older sister, after all.'
Dalia turned her back on me, and stalked off to her shelter, the one that I had wrecked when trying to help build it, Jonathan following close behind like an obedient dog. They walked off, and left me alone, all alone, in the woods. I vowed that if she was that horrible to me, I would never go back.
But the woods suddenly seemed much darker, much colder without Dalia's bright personality there. I shivered, and suddenly my thin cardigan didn't seem quite warm enough for a mountain forest. I longed for the warmth of that roaring fire that Dalia and Jonathan had back at the shelter. I could see them now, and they were, they were ... Coming back towards me! I shouted to them.
"Dalia! Jon! Please! I'll come back! I'll be good! I won't break anything, or do anything you don't tell me to do!"
They started running. But the more they ran, and the closer they got, they started to look like ... Bears? No, they couldn't be bears. They were much bigger, not as furry, they seemed to have ... Scales? And teeth bigger than me. I fell over as something nudged me roughly in the back. I turned around and almost screamed. One of those, those ... things was right behind me, something red dripping off it'd teeth, a malevolent smile on its lips. As I got up, I noticed they were everywhere. In front, behind, left and right.
I was surrounded.
(The beginning line was from Snow Patrol's 'Chasing Cars')
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