Chapter 17
Moni landed softly on my shoulder and sat, her wing draped over my hair, comforting me while I wept. What was I going to do? Dad was still a poacher! Even after he thought I was dead he was still a poacher! I hadn't made the slightest indent in him by my disappearance.
I balled my hands into fists and slammed them on the ground. Then a sudden thought hit me. I smiled and then got up quickly, forgetting that Moni was perched on my shoulder for a split second. "Hey!" Moni squawked. "Oh sorry," I said. "Come on, follow me," I whispered.
Then I turned and ran, heading towards a line of bushes a few yards away. I slid down into them and hid, Moni once again perching on my shoulder. "So what're we doing?" she asked. I smiled. "We're going to scare my dad." I said, my plan already churning in my mind.
Moni cocked her head to the side. "Shouldn't we just go find that airport thing?" she said. "Not yet," I said. I unzipped my pack and scrambled for some grayish white clothes. When I found them I hastily changed into them. I found some clay and used a tiny raindrop portion to put under my eyes and spread around my face. I wiped some up and down my arms and legs. Then I quickly ran farther into the small horde of trees near the bushes and found a water source. I washed off my hands and then made my hair look even messier.
Moni hovered above me, giving me a look of sheer confusion. "Just wait, you'll understand in a minute." I said. I then walked back to the bushes and waited for nightfall to come.
It seemed like forever but in reality it was only about three hours. Still I waited, I had to wait until everyone else was asleep. Slowly I crept up the hill and peered over and down at the camp. I could hear snoring, not my dad's snoring, but snoring, which assured me that the others were asleep. I smiled, perfect. Perhaps my dad was not yet.
Slowly I got up and descended down into their little camp. My timing couldn't have been more perfect. I heard a muffled yawn and then a zipper unzip. I stood as lazily as I could; slackening my lips and making my eyes look sad.
My Dad came out of the tent, in his flannel pj shirt and striped night pants. It was a sight that made you want to laugh, but I forced myself not to. Instead I stood stock-still. Dad froze when he laid eyes on me. "You," he near choked. "You were dead," he said.
In the most monotone voice I could come up with I said, "I am, and I'm disappointed," I said. Internally I wanted to laugh. I was trying so hard not to my lungs hurt. My Dad's face was one of horror and shock and curiosity all rolled into one.
"Di-disappointed?" he stammered. "You're a poacher," I said harshly. My dad's face shriveled up and then relaxed. Then it contorted in guilt and regret. "Di, I-I'm sorry," Anger welled up in me. "I told you not to call me Di," I growled. Dad sighed.
"I am who I am Diana, that's not going to change." He said. My eyes flashed. "You lie! People can change, you just won't! You're a poacher, that's all you care about! You didn't even care about me at all! You're a bad father to!" I screamed, and then I whirled and ran off.
However, upon cresting the hill I tripped over an upturned root. I heard as much as felt my ankle twist. As I fell I cried out in pain. Then I realized, I had been discovered. Ghosts couldn't break bones, they didn't have them. I was busted...
End of Chapter 19
Alright, what do you think? Leave a review! I was kinda stuck for this chapter, so this is what I came up with, hope you all like it, hope you liked it to Sunrise! Leave a review people! Thanks! TTFN Bambi
Moni landed softly on my shoulder and sat, her wing draped over my hair, comforting me while I wept. What was I going to do? Dad was still a poacher! Even after he thought I was dead he was still a poacher! I hadn't made the slightest indent in him by my disappearance.
I balled my hands into fists and slammed them on the ground. Then a sudden thought hit me. I smiled and then got up quickly, forgetting that Moni was perched on my shoulder for a split second. "Hey!" Moni squawked. "Oh sorry," I said. "Come on, follow me," I whispered.
Then I turned and ran, heading towards a line of bushes a few yards away. I slid down into them and hid, Moni once again perching on my shoulder. "So what're we doing?" she asked. I smiled. "We're going to scare my dad." I said, my plan already churning in my mind.
Moni cocked her head to the side. "Shouldn't we just go find that airport thing?" she said. "Not yet," I said. I unzipped my pack and scrambled for some grayish white clothes. When I found them I hastily changed into them. I found some clay and used a tiny raindrop portion to put under my eyes and spread around my face. I wiped some up and down my arms and legs. Then I quickly ran farther into the small horde of trees near the bushes and found a water source. I washed off my hands and then made my hair look even messier.
Moni hovered above me, giving me a look of sheer confusion. "Just wait, you'll understand in a minute." I said. I then walked back to the bushes and waited for nightfall to come.
It seemed like forever but in reality it was only about three hours. Still I waited, I had to wait until everyone else was asleep. Slowly I crept up the hill and peered over and down at the camp. I could hear snoring, not my dad's snoring, but snoring, which assured me that the others were asleep. I smiled, perfect. Perhaps my dad was not yet.
Slowly I got up and descended down into their little camp. My timing couldn't have been more perfect. I heard a muffled yawn and then a zipper unzip. I stood as lazily as I could; slackening my lips and making my eyes look sad.
My Dad came out of the tent, in his flannel pj shirt and striped night pants. It was a sight that made you want to laugh, but I forced myself not to. Instead I stood stock-still. Dad froze when he laid eyes on me. "You," he near choked. "You were dead," he said.
In the most monotone voice I could come up with I said, "I am, and I'm disappointed," I said. Internally I wanted to laugh. I was trying so hard not to my lungs hurt. My Dad's face was one of horror and shock and curiosity all rolled into one.
"Di-disappointed?" he stammered. "You're a poacher," I said harshly. My dad's face shriveled up and then relaxed. Then it contorted in guilt and regret. "Di, I-I'm sorry," Anger welled up in me. "I told you not to call me Di," I growled. Dad sighed.
"I am who I am Diana, that's not going to change." He said. My eyes flashed. "You lie! People can change, you just won't! You're a poacher, that's all you care about! You didn't even care about me at all! You're a bad father to!" I screamed, and then I whirled and ran off.
However, upon cresting the hill I tripped over an upturned root. I heard as much as felt my ankle twist. As I fell I cried out in pain. Then I realized, I had been discovered. Ghosts couldn't break bones, they didn't have them. I was busted...
End of Chapter 19
Alright, what do you think? Leave a review! I was kinda stuck for this chapter, so this is what I came up with, hope you all like it, hope you liked it to Sunrise! Leave a review people! Thanks! TTFN Bambi