disclaimer: the Animorphs are property of K.A. Applegate, and sadly, she
owns them and not me.
a/n Ok, this is my first story on ffn and I don't think this story is nearly as good as some others that I've encountered here, so if you have any helpful advice for me, please read and then REVIEW!!!!
Chapter 1- What a life.
"Sarah, Sarah!" my mom called, "Sarah Michelle, where on Earth are you?" My head jerked up from where it was; I had been in a tree, in the forest. I could barely hear my mom's voice over the raging waterfall that had been crashing down into a small pool surrounded by gnarled tree branches in front of me. I took one last deep breath, fresh air filled with tiny glistening drops of water from the waterfall, picked up my cane, and hurried home.
"Sarah," my mom said when I came into view, "How many times have I told you? Don't go wandering into those woods anymore! What with your leg..." She trailed off. There wasn't much to say, anyway. I had lost my left leg in an accident when I was six years old. I could hop easily about, but when I go into the woods, I take a cane to help me from losing balance over some of the uneven ground.
"What?" I said harshly, "It's not like I even have anything fun to do around here!" I stormed away into the house, and up to my room. I picked up a black ponytail holder and swept my long, blonde-brown hair into a ponytail then looked at myself through blue eyes flecked with green in the mirror.
I sighed, and then turned around. It wasn't like I had anything to look at either. My life had just been one big problem after another. My father had gotten so fed up with all of the doctor bills and financial problems that he had left my mom and my older brother and sister, younger sister, and me when I was eight. Then, barely six months later, my brother got hit by a car and was severely injured. Because our health insurance had gotten too high, they had stopped helping us and my mom had no money to pay for the expensive surgery that would have saved my brother's life. He died shortly after because the hospital had no room to keep him, anyway. The big, modern hospital that I had gotten care in was now too expensive for us, and we were forced to move from our nice house to a shack on the outskirts of town, by the woods that line the town.
Knock knock. Great. Someone is at my door. "Yeah?" I called.
"Hey," said Jordan, my older sister, "Do you want to come with Katie and I when we go to get some ice cream?"
"No thanks," I said, "Have fun."
"Ok," she said, "Bye." She's sixteen, so she has a driver's license. She found a job at an old auto place and instead of getting money for her wages, she got a car. Now she's working very hard to pay off the car so she can start actually earning money. Katie is seven, and can be a brat sometimes, but it still was nice of both of them to offer me a ride. Right now, though, I just wanted to get back to the woods. There was something in there that I was curious about to see...
a/n Ok, this is my first story on ffn and I don't think this story is nearly as good as some others that I've encountered here, so if you have any helpful advice for me, please read and then REVIEW!!!!
Chapter 1- What a life.
"Sarah, Sarah!" my mom called, "Sarah Michelle, where on Earth are you?" My head jerked up from where it was; I had been in a tree, in the forest. I could barely hear my mom's voice over the raging waterfall that had been crashing down into a small pool surrounded by gnarled tree branches in front of me. I took one last deep breath, fresh air filled with tiny glistening drops of water from the waterfall, picked up my cane, and hurried home.
"Sarah," my mom said when I came into view, "How many times have I told you? Don't go wandering into those woods anymore! What with your leg..." She trailed off. There wasn't much to say, anyway. I had lost my left leg in an accident when I was six years old. I could hop easily about, but when I go into the woods, I take a cane to help me from losing balance over some of the uneven ground.
"What?" I said harshly, "It's not like I even have anything fun to do around here!" I stormed away into the house, and up to my room. I picked up a black ponytail holder and swept my long, blonde-brown hair into a ponytail then looked at myself through blue eyes flecked with green in the mirror.
I sighed, and then turned around. It wasn't like I had anything to look at either. My life had just been one big problem after another. My father had gotten so fed up with all of the doctor bills and financial problems that he had left my mom and my older brother and sister, younger sister, and me when I was eight. Then, barely six months later, my brother got hit by a car and was severely injured. Because our health insurance had gotten too high, they had stopped helping us and my mom had no money to pay for the expensive surgery that would have saved my brother's life. He died shortly after because the hospital had no room to keep him, anyway. The big, modern hospital that I had gotten care in was now too expensive for us, and we were forced to move from our nice house to a shack on the outskirts of town, by the woods that line the town.
Knock knock. Great. Someone is at my door. "Yeah?" I called.
"Hey," said Jordan, my older sister, "Do you want to come with Katie and I when we go to get some ice cream?"
"No thanks," I said, "Have fun."
"Ok," she said, "Bye." She's sixteen, so she has a driver's license. She found a job at an old auto place and instead of getting money for her wages, she got a car. Now she's working very hard to pay off the car so she can start actually earning money. Katie is seven, and can be a brat sometimes, but it still was nice of both of them to offer me a ride. Right now, though, I just wanted to get back to the woods. There was something in there that I was curious about to see...