Don't freak out if animals suddenly talks to you
It started out as a normal day – normal for me, that is. First my alarm didn't go off, resulting in me knocking everything in the house over in my hurry to get out of the door, then I forgot where my class was located, resulting in me running up and down empty halls at the school, and then I discovered that I was wearing mismatching socks – nothing out of the usual in my extremely clumsy and awkward life.
What got it all started however, was the fact that I missed the bus after school, resulting in me having to walk home. And from then on it all went downwards. It was quite a long way home when following the main road, so I decided to take a shortcut through the forest. I trudged through the overgrown path, not paying much heed where I was going, since I had walked this route many times before. But I should have figured out, that I wouldn't be able to walk past roots and branches without hurting myself, considering my clumsiness. So suddenly a root caught my foot and I found myself trembling down a hill ending with my face in the mud.
I'm not sure how long I was out cold, but when I finally woke I could swear the sun had moved backwards on the sky. I dismissed it as a trick of my vivid imagination though, and tried to think of how I was getting back up on the path. It proved more difficult than imagined, as the forest floor down here was way harder to navigate through. I felt I was getting more lost by the minute, and to calm myself down, I started a conversation with myself, as I often did when walking alone.
"I can't believe this", I started, "how is it even possible to get lost in a forest this size? I swear this must be the worst day of the week, although it is only Tuesday. How am I ever going to get back to the city?"
I was so engrossed in my musings that I almost jumped 5 feet in the air when a high-pitched voice answered: "You just turn left at the big oak, and follow the path you find."
I turned around, but no one was there. "Did I just start imagining hearing voices?" I wondered out loud.
"No, I'm down here", the voice said again.
I slowly looked down to the ground and saw a squirrel sitting at my feet. "No way", I exclaimed, "I did not just hear a squirrel talk."
"Why wouldn't I be able to talk?" the squirrel asked surprised, and that was when I really started freaking out."No way, no way, the squirrel talks…the squirrel actually TALKS! I must have hit my head harder than I thought, I need a doctor. Oh my gosh, I must have a concussion, I'm already hallucinating."As I blabbered on more and more frantically, I felt my feet start running as far away from the talking squirrel as possible, passing a big oak on the way, and only slowing down when the foliage got so dense it was impossible to go any further. I stopped just in front of a bush, panting hard, as I wasn't used to running so fast and so long. "This has got to be the weirdest day of my life. I'm lost, and addressed by a talking squirrel. Can this get any weirder?" I asked myself. Knowing my luck, I probably shouldn't have voiced that thought…
AN: So...tell me what you think. Hated it/loved it, I can handle the truth. And if there's some reallly terrible grammar mistakes let me know