*Hazelthorn's Point Of View*
The scream filled the junkyard, and I felt like I was in a bad horror movie.
I wasn't frightened because of the scream, or the lightning, or the thunder.
I was frightened because I had no clue what was going on.
You see, my mind works that way.
I, under normal circumstances, would be frightened by the lightning and thunder.
The problem was, today wasn't normal.
After running from a person you were raised by who treated you like filth, nothing is normal, or, at least for maybe a week.
I wouln't know.
I started running today.
I arrived today.
Today is not a good day for me.
In fact, the only good thing was making my first friend.
I looked towards Mungojerrie, who was looking at me with his dark blue eyes filled with fear.
I became just as frightened as he was.
Quiet filled the area, until a evil laugh broke the silence.
Mungo practically flung me into the trunk of the TSE1, before jumping in himself.
All that could be heard from out of the car was the laughter, screaming, and shouting.
What was happening?
Maybe if I took a peek outside........................
I reached for the opening, only to find a paw stop me.
"Mungo!"I screamed.
"Shh," he whispered,"Do you wanah to ge' kit-naped?"
I shook my head.
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After we waited about an hour, Mungo decided it was safe to leave the TSE1.
"Come o'," he said.
I did as he said.
He was right to leave then.
I looked back to see a pile of junk fall on top of the trunk.
I gulped, and then looked around.
Everyone was running around, checking that evryone was there.
Then I nuzzled Mungo.
"Wha' was that fo'," he asked sheepishly.
"Thanks," I told him.