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I was sitting under my favorite tree, the willow, looking at my two-story white house. My bare-feet could feel the slick grass, and my nose could smell the fresh air. The wind was blowing and my hair was tangled from running home. That's when the light came on.

The porch light of the house came on and I imminently felt my pulse speed up. I shifted my weight and waited for the worst.

My black and white shepherd dog, Cookie, started sniffing the earth when she stepped out of the house. I felt a cough coming up to my throat and with all my might I held it back. I didn't move, I didn't even breathe. She looked up and spun in three circles then took off in the opposite direction. I let the cough out and heard Cookie bark and I could just feel her paws pounding back over to me. I got out of the shade from under the tree and started to run. I love to run with my dog. My dad says I was born a natural runner.

Cookie was dropped off at our house when she was first born. Her eyes weren't even open yet. She just cried and yawned and fell asleep. Her mom was in there too, but she never woke up. My dad never like dogs until we could keep Cookie. And there was plenty of room for Cookie.

We live in Illinois on a deserted farm, with no animals, crops, or even a single tractor. I wouldn't even call it a farm, but it's so huge! It had trails that we could walk in and empty barns with rope tied to the top so we could swing. The most favorite part is the willow tree. I can sit under it at anytime and just relax, think, or even read. My dad doesn't even have to pay rent or heat bills. We have well water and a computer, but no TV.

My dad is a writer so he's very descriptive when we talk about the weather! Yeah, I said the Weather! He writes fiction books and there always well written. His latest one, Stranger without a Face, is my favorite so far.

My curly black hair was flying behind my back as I ran to the creek and Cookie followed. She jumped on me when I dared to look around and covered my face in slobbery kisses. I laughed while making little protests. I petted her when she let me breathe. Her soft silky coat felt so warm. The rocks under my butt were very uncomfortable so I got up. I grabbed a few into the flowing river while Cookie tried to catch it before it went into the water. She hated water; I don't know how we kept her coat so clean.

"Naomi, come on your going to get cold!" It was my dad. He doesn't know about the creek, and I never tell him. Most of my secret places I keep secret. It's just my thinking time.

"Well, Cookie, looks like our fun is over." She wined and I stood up.

"C'mon." I climbed the four- foot mountain and walked up the huge rocky drive way back to my house. The breeze had calmed down a lot. Like stood still. Cookie noticed it to because she started turning in circles. I kept walking until I hit the door. I walked past the kitchen (with mud tracks probably behind me) and turned left into the computer room.

I pulled up the Weather Bug to see a huge storm coming.

"Well, look at that Cookie; you get to sleep with me tonight." She barked a satisfaction and lay at my feet.

"Naomi, that you?" my dad was probably in his chair writing or reading.

"Yeah, gonna check my email real quick."

"What about your homework?" Cookie sighed as if he said it all the time (which he does).

"That too." I clicked on Gmail and found one new message.

Hey,

Just wanting to let you know about the full moon tonight. I'll be thinking about you.

Love,

Mom.

My mom was also a writer. Some director wanted it to turn into a movie, so she's down there to make sure they don't screw anything up. I miss her, but she always has some news for me. I told her I missed her, finished my homework and headed upstairs.

My room is on the second floor. I have the regular bed, closet mirror, bathroom, and a window that I can escape out of.

I climb the thirty-two brown, carpeted stairs till I hit my bedroom door. In my bedroom I have a queen sized bed with monkeys' on the big blanket. I have a pillow with my name on it. I sit on my bed and read my book, The Nature of Jade. Cookie jumps on my bed, does three turns, and she lies down. I pet her and put my book down.

I think about me, sounds shallow I know, but I can't help thinking about my life. I'm 5 foot 3' and I have black wavy hair that comes down to my waist, and a heart shaped face. I have almond shaped eyes. And hazel eyes. And at school I have friends of course.

Cookie sighs and I no she's ready to escape out the window also.

"Come on girl. Let's go." I hop out of bed and her tail starts to wag. I go to the window and open its creaky frame. I get it all the way open and step out into the cool night. The scratchy roof hurts my bare feet, and my hair is imminently blown away from my face and I have to squint my eyes to see.

Cookie jumps out and off the roof. I watched her run to the barn and disappear behind the wood. I wait until she comes back dragging with her teeth a mattress. She brings it to just below the roof.

"Good, Cookie." I jump and land on my feet on the mattress. I picked up the mattress and went to put it back behind the barn.

Come together.

I jump at the sound, but don't see anything that could have made the noise.

"Grrrrr." Cookie growls as her lips expose her teeth.

I started running to this tree that I love to climb with a growling Cookie behind me.

"Come on, It was nothing." The wet grass feels good on my feet so I keep running with my hands in the air feeling the wind. I just absolutely loved the wind!

I got to my tree and held on to my branch and put my feet around it and pulled myself up. I see Cookie barking at me as I get higher and higher. And then, as quick as a pulse my foot slipped and I began to fall.

Pain isn't actually that bad. I think a part of my brain just turned off and I couldn't feel anything. I was numb. I kept hitting one limb after another and I could faintly hear Cookie barking. And then I hit something. I knew it wasn't a branch because it didn't give way. I was fury I knew that, but I could tell it was soft also. I opened my eyes and saw feathers. Not just feathers, but wings. I heard the sound of hooves and a snort. From what I read in stories I knew this had to be a Pegasus. But how?


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