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Hey guys it's me, I'm back You've probrably all forgotten me I have a new comfy sleeping sack I slept in a hammock in between two trees I started fires in the rain I made s'mores and ate uncooked...
Dedicated to @BryanRobertHeap. In reply to his post. Mia let out a sigh as morning broke through, she stretched out her sleek paws infront of her.
Golden with small black slits for pupils, they stare at me, penetrating my very soul. Predator's eyes. His thick mane ruffles in the breeze, tail swishing gently. I reach out cautiously.
I started to follow the paw prints, walking rather than running as thoughts began springing into my head. Where had "It" gone. Why wasn't I dead already.
Sorry that this chapter is short, I felt it nesacery in order to keep up the suspense. On the up side Chapter 4 will be released sooner. Yayyyy!!. Enjoy.
Chapter 11 I screech with pain, blood pouring from the wound. I manage to see Fortis walk off into the forest, before...
I came to an abrupt stop at the bank of a river, panting furiously, adrenaline rushing through my veins. Phillip came up behind me and nuzzled my shoulder, resting his head on my back.
Chapter 6 As I slowly drifted out of subconsciousness there was the most wonderful smell, egg, warm milk and rabbit, it must have been all a dream.
I decided I am going to continue with this story :) enjoy oh and PLEASE READ PART 1 :) ----------------------------- "Bailey!" Said Jackie pushing me and running to Flint's side.
Cassis stood completely still, his heartbeat excellently controlled.
Flo stared into his eyes. They were welling up, maybe he was as shocked as she was. A tear splashed onto her cheek. She didn't know the hawk was actually clawing at Felix's back.
Flo gave up trying. Felix bent down beside her shaking his head. "Honestly Flo, I think you need a big boy to help you." they both giggled.
A man is out in the Chinese wilderness and he's hopelessly lost.
The trees spoke in soft whispers of a subtle and gentle nature, telling the boy to run, run from the pain and ruin behind him. He did so.
Still Charlie ran. He dared not look back, knowing what he would see. Wolves, he'd counted almost twenty before they'd spotted him. Then all he could do was run.
They said people like me could never amount to anything. People always thought that I would never get anywhere in life, because I was so weak... I showed them...
I awoke, I panicked and looked for the suns positioning, twilight. I had to get back soon or people would know something was wrong. I felt drowsy, but got down the tree to my feet.
I stand in the middle of an african plain. Paras my guide, the man who has already saved my life, gestures to some animal droppings, "polkoku", he rumbles. The droppings are large, brown & stacked.
It sits their, waiting in the middle of the Atlantic, with one survivor. He sits there like a skeleton, on the Deck Barrier freezing , is he Dead. His white face and weak knees would suggest so.