Bad Dog!
"Chopper!" I yelled helplessly as I desperately tried to call my dog back. Without him I was blind and lost. And even though we're at the park, its Monday so there isn't as many people here as usual; that's just how this park is.
"This is bad," I mumbled worriedly, feeling the pit of my stomach churn with uneasiness. What do I do now? If I continue to yell I'll look like some kind of idiot – even though I didn't mind much, I'd already tried after all – but it was a fruitless effort. I could try walking around a bit to find him… But I'm blind, so…
Well, no choice.
I took one, exaggerated step forward and held out my hand so that I would know if I was about to bash into something. After finding nothing in front of me, I took another step. After coming here so much I'd gotten slightly used to the path, but seeing as I didn't know if there were people on it or not, just knowing the path wasn't enough.
After several more steps in complete concentration, my arms and my head began to tire out. I was never good at thinking, so this was a little out of my comfort zone.
Well, saying that, this whole situation is out of my comfort zone. By a mile.
Anyway, I put my arms down to my side as I tried to listen to my surroundings again, making sure I was still in the park, since I wasn't really paying attention.
The sounds of birds and quiet chatting told me I was, indeed, still at the park. A sigh of relief slipped from me as I felt my shoulders relax from their tense state.
But then another noise caught my ears.
"Wheew~" It went.
Was that… whistling?
I stepped forward again, this time without my hands in front, and noticed that the noise became louder. I couldn't make out the tune, but it still grabbed my attention.
I was so engulfed with the tune that I didn't even realise that it had become even clearer.
Until I walked straight into something, and the tune ended abruptly.
"Huh?!" A rough voice screeched. I rubbed my head where I had walked straight into a person's back.
"Ah, Sorry!" I quickly apologized, bowing only slightly as I turned to walk away (in any direction that was away from the voice) even though I couldn't see. And after I managed to get at least a few metres away, my foot bashed against what felt like a very familiar object, causing me to fall forwards, heading straight towards the ground…
What? Are you expecting someone to catch me?
Nope.
My face met the solid ground with a loud smack. I could hear people mumbled worriedly around me as I just lay there, no longer bothered to do anything.
A wet lick and a strong bark to my cheek brought me out of my lazy moment. "Chopper!" I yelled cheerfully, but with a bit of anger (he did just trip me up after all), as I immediately sat up and reach out a hand to touch his soft fur. He nuzzled his snout into my hand and whined apologetically.
"It's fine. Now then," I spoke firmly as I pushed down on my knee to help me stand up. "Shall we go home?" I smile down at where I imagined Chopper being, and his bark confirmed that I was right. I kept an even tight hold on his leash this time, and we walked home.
But had I strayed too far…?
I guess this story is one I just write to rid of my writer's block... But it's still good, right? ...Right? D: