Chapter 10:
The sun was beginning it's descent in to the sky by the time I stopped
walking to rest under a tree. I had put down the cage onto the sand and
collapsed down beside it.
"Do you recognize anything yet Simba?"
I asked him, my tired voice holding some hope;
"No," Simba answered, "I think we're lost."
"No, don't say that..."
My voice trailed off; I knew he was right. I couldn't remember what way
the airport was; and out here in the desert... at night...
"My legs feel cramped," I heard Simba say, bringing me back to reality.
"I know, if only..."
I stopped as a light of hope flicked on in my brain; maybe something good
was going to happen after all! I smiled and began rummaging through out my
backpack, determined, praying that I'd find it. I began frantically
tossing out clothes, books, blanket, a packet of peanuts from the plain...
where was it? It was small, silver... and yet, there it was sitting in the
very bottom of the bag... my hairbreadth!
"Found it!"
I exclaimed as I leaned forward and stuck the long pointy end in to the
lock;
'Please, oh please work...'
I thought as I held the lock in one hand and the Brett in the other;
"What are you doing?"
Simba asked;
"I'm trying to get you out of this thing, I'm surprised I didn't think of
this sooner!"
I exclaimed as I pushed and twisted and then... I heard a click! I held my
breath, hoping that the lock would come off.
"Well, here it goes," I said as I pulled on the cage door... and it opened!
I gasped in shock;
'I did it, I did it!!'
I thought as I opened the cage door wide. Simba raised his head, disbelief
crossing his features.
"You did it," he said as he took a few steps towards the cage doorway.
"It's ok, no one's around," I said as I patted his head.
"Now," I began as I stood up and backed away, "run and stretch those legs!"
Simba was out like a shot as his paws touched the earth beneath them; I
stood and watched him run and jump, cheering all the while.
What to do with the cage??
I was worried that my dad might try and follow us; and if he saw the cage,
he might go in that direction and find us.
And there was no telling what he would do to me; or to Simba, he might kill
him early or something...
I didn't want to think of that possibility; so I told Simba to keep playing
while I looked for where to dump the cage in order to throw my dad and his
men off track. I picked up the now light cage; and began running in a
different direction. Up ahead, some distance off, I saw a lush, green
jungle; no, I couldn't put it there; but where else? Then it hit me; I'd
place it at the entrance of the jungle. After covering it with some
leaves, worry filled me that some animal would get hurt on it. I decided
to burry it, to keep it out of harm's way. I dropped to my knees and began
to dig.
"Simba?"
I called, "Simba, where are you?"
"I'm here," I heard his voice from far off.
"Come here, I need your help!"
I shouted back so he could hear me;
I kept digging until I heard soft paws come up behind me, "what are you
doing digging?"
"I'm going to burry the cage so no animal gets hurt," I said, "can you
help?"
Simba smiled as hands and paws worked to make a hole.
******
Sweaty and exhausted, Simba and I finished the hole just as the moon and
stars began rising in the sky. I knew Simba was tired, but the little cub
made no complaint as we buried the cage.
"Here, I'll carry you," I said as I scooped him up in my arms and walked
back with him towards my bag. My mouth felt dry as the sand beneath my
feet; but I knew that we had to find water soon; maybe tomorrow, we'd visit
the jungle. For now however, all I wanted was some sleep.
I curled up with Simba under the blanket and the two of us just layed
together, looking at the sky.
"Diana?"
Simba's voice broke my thoughts, "thanks, for everything..."
I smiled, "no problem Simba; after all, we are one."
The lion cub smiled back as he layed his head against my shoulder; and I
began to softly sing...
"As you go through life you'll see, there is so much that we, don't
understand, and the only thing we know is things don't always go; the way
we planned. But you'll see everyday that I'll never turn away, when it
seems all your dreams have come undone. I will stand by your side filled
with hope and filled with pride we are more than we are, we are one."
I stroked the top of Simba's head as I sung the song my mom had so
frequently sang to me at bedtime; though I had changed the words a bit to
make it more fitting for Simba and myself. Though I wasn't a lion, we were
connected by a very strong, powerful link.
"Even those who are gone, are with us as we go on, your journey has only
begun. Tears of pain, tears of joy nothing one thing can destroy, is our
pride deep inside we are one."
I saw the slight tears come in Simba's eyes as he gazed up at me, "do you
really believe this?"
I thought a moment, hadn't I broke the bond of father/daughter just a few
hours ago? It seemed like a life time before...
"I did, I do," I replied, "I believe it with my mom; but my dad, he always
laughed at the song. He called it stupid Indian beliefs, I really don't
know why my mom married him."
"I know," Simba said as I sighed.
"All the wisdom to lead, all the courage that you seek, you will find when
you see, we are one..."
I finished my childhood song and closed my eyes, "we are all part of each
other. Maybe not by blood, but we all have a life, all of us have value to
the world, not to be stuffed and hung on walls."
I said as I pulled up the blanket, and fell in to a deep slumber.
*~*~*~*~*~*End of Chapter 10*~*~*~*~*~*
A/N: I hope you like it Bambi... come on guys, we need reviews, sorry if
the chapter is so long... I know it may seem Diana is, "wise beyond her
years," but remember that he mom is part Shawnee Indian so Diana has been
raised by her and her beliefs since a child. Anyway, I thought I'd clear
that up.. please review!
The sun was beginning it's descent in to the sky by the time I stopped
walking to rest under a tree. I had put down the cage onto the sand and
collapsed down beside it.
"Do you recognize anything yet Simba?"
I asked him, my tired voice holding some hope;
"No," Simba answered, "I think we're lost."
"No, don't say that..."
My voice trailed off; I knew he was right. I couldn't remember what way
the airport was; and out here in the desert... at night...
"My legs feel cramped," I heard Simba say, bringing me back to reality.
"I know, if only..."
I stopped as a light of hope flicked on in my brain; maybe something good
was going to happen after all! I smiled and began rummaging through out my
backpack, determined, praying that I'd find it. I began frantically
tossing out clothes, books, blanket, a packet of peanuts from the plain...
where was it? It was small, silver... and yet, there it was sitting in the
very bottom of the bag... my hairbreadth!
"Found it!"
I exclaimed as I leaned forward and stuck the long pointy end in to the
lock;
'Please, oh please work...'
I thought as I held the lock in one hand and the Brett in the other;
"What are you doing?"
Simba asked;
"I'm trying to get you out of this thing, I'm surprised I didn't think of
this sooner!"
I exclaimed as I pushed and twisted and then... I heard a click! I held my
breath, hoping that the lock would come off.
"Well, here it goes," I said as I pulled on the cage door... and it opened!
I gasped in shock;
'I did it, I did it!!'
I thought as I opened the cage door wide. Simba raised his head, disbelief
crossing his features.
"You did it," he said as he took a few steps towards the cage doorway.
"It's ok, no one's around," I said as I patted his head.
"Now," I began as I stood up and backed away, "run and stretch those legs!"
Simba was out like a shot as his paws touched the earth beneath them; I
stood and watched him run and jump, cheering all the while.
What to do with the cage??
I was worried that my dad might try and follow us; and if he saw the cage,
he might go in that direction and find us.
And there was no telling what he would do to me; or to Simba, he might kill
him early or something...
I didn't want to think of that possibility; so I told Simba to keep playing
while I looked for where to dump the cage in order to throw my dad and his
men off track. I picked up the now light cage; and began running in a
different direction. Up ahead, some distance off, I saw a lush, green
jungle; no, I couldn't put it there; but where else? Then it hit me; I'd
place it at the entrance of the jungle. After covering it with some
leaves, worry filled me that some animal would get hurt on it. I decided
to burry it, to keep it out of harm's way. I dropped to my knees and began
to dig.
"Simba?"
I called, "Simba, where are you?"
"I'm here," I heard his voice from far off.
"Come here, I need your help!"
I shouted back so he could hear me;
I kept digging until I heard soft paws come up behind me, "what are you
doing digging?"
"I'm going to burry the cage so no animal gets hurt," I said, "can you
help?"
Simba smiled as hands and paws worked to make a hole.
******
Sweaty and exhausted, Simba and I finished the hole just as the moon and
stars began rising in the sky. I knew Simba was tired, but the little cub
made no complaint as we buried the cage.
"Here, I'll carry you," I said as I scooped him up in my arms and walked
back with him towards my bag. My mouth felt dry as the sand beneath my
feet; but I knew that we had to find water soon; maybe tomorrow, we'd visit
the jungle. For now however, all I wanted was some sleep.
I curled up with Simba under the blanket and the two of us just layed
together, looking at the sky.
"Diana?"
Simba's voice broke my thoughts, "thanks, for everything..."
I smiled, "no problem Simba; after all, we are one."
The lion cub smiled back as he layed his head against my shoulder; and I
began to softly sing...
"As you go through life you'll see, there is so much that we, don't
understand, and the only thing we know is things don't always go; the way
we planned. But you'll see everyday that I'll never turn away, when it
seems all your dreams have come undone. I will stand by your side filled
with hope and filled with pride we are more than we are, we are one."
I stroked the top of Simba's head as I sung the song my mom had so
frequently sang to me at bedtime; though I had changed the words a bit to
make it more fitting for Simba and myself. Though I wasn't a lion, we were
connected by a very strong, powerful link.
"Even those who are gone, are with us as we go on, your journey has only
begun. Tears of pain, tears of joy nothing one thing can destroy, is our
pride deep inside we are one."
I saw the slight tears come in Simba's eyes as he gazed up at me, "do you
really believe this?"
I thought a moment, hadn't I broke the bond of father/daughter just a few
hours ago? It seemed like a life time before...
"I did, I do," I replied, "I believe it with my mom; but my dad, he always
laughed at the song. He called it stupid Indian beliefs, I really don't
know why my mom married him."
"I know," Simba said as I sighed.
"All the wisdom to lead, all the courage that you seek, you will find when
you see, we are one..."
I finished my childhood song and closed my eyes, "we are all part of each
other. Maybe not by blood, but we all have a life, all of us have value to
the world, not to be stuffed and hung on walls."
I said as I pulled up the blanket, and fell in to a deep slumber.
*~*~*~*~*~*End of Chapter 10*~*~*~*~*~*
A/N: I hope you like it Bambi... come on guys, we need reviews, sorry if
the chapter is so long... I know it may seem Diana is, "wise beyond her
years," but remember that he mom is part Shawnee Indian so Diana has been
raised by her and her beliefs since a child. Anyway, I thought I'd clear
that up.. please review!