Appleweed -
By: Rita ----------

Some people think miracles aren't real. Some people make up their own beliefs. Some people don't believe in superstition, luck. They just go by what's written outfor them. But she wasn't one of those people. She was her own belief, she was superstition, luck, magic. She was a miracle. A miracle that saved my life, and in return, I saved hers. I taught her how to read, write. I taught her how to sing. I taught her how to play, have fun. The only thing I didn't teacher her was how to dream. She'd already had plenty of expirience with that. When I found her, in good ol' Huskies farm field, she was sitting in the weeds,sort of mumbling to herself. She had seemed like a lost kitten at first, but she had adjusted to me,so well. I could practically hear her stomach growl of hunger from where I was standing in the field. She wore a limp, brown apron, her hair tousled in tangles, raven coloured, matching her lovely eyes. Her skin was a pale grey, and she seemed to look ill. She still did now, but hse looked better,some.

I had walked up to her then, and hesitantly, asked the following; "Um...exuse me miss, are...you lost?"

no answer came.

"Miss, are you lost?",I asked again.
She turned to look at me.
"No,I'm not. I just feel...from up there"
She pointed to the sky, as if it were not so high up.
I looked at her quizically, "Um...from up there"
"yes",was her quiet reply.
I had the instinct to pick her up, she weighed less than my four year old sister. I looked into her eyes, afraid I would fall right in o her endless pools of raven. Before I could continue with my questions, her stomach growled again. I slipped a shiny red apple out of my pcoket,as if by surprise, her eyes widened...

"What's that?",she asked, her voice raspy now.
"It's an apple, you can eat it.",I said, handing the juicy fruit over to her. She took a slow bite out from it, and nodded in approval to it's taste,it was the first time I saw her smile since I'd first seen her in teh weeds...the weeds...

"You don't have a name...",I started.
She looked up at me then, then down at the apple,then all around at the weeds...

"How aboaut Appleweed?"