I was waiting until I got some more reveiws but then I realized 'Shannon you stupid you wrote the smallest chapter and you expect reviews!' (and I have the greatest people who do review when I remeber to make longer chapters, keep it up)and I finally took the advice of my inner self and finished this. I know it's not very long, but it's the best I can do with school and all, i'll try to get another one done by the end of next week.
Where the Wild Things Are
Dazed, Kari looked up from her collapsed position on the ground, how did she get here? She remembered running, but in which direction did she run?
Rolling over she sat up on her elbows, scanning the trees around, squinting in the patches of bright sunlight. It must be close to noon, she must have slept at least 12 hours, if she remembered running that meant she had lost herself.
Groaning she sat up fully, rubbing the sleep lazily from her eyes. She had been dumb enough to run around when she had no idea where she was. She was better then this, maybe being so tired last night made her that way.
Sighing she picked herself off of the ground, leaning on the tree for support. Moving her hand forward on the tree, but instead of a firm tree, her hand slipped. She stepped back, her eyes widened, a large, angled gash stared back at her.
Her third grade science had study how different items made different gashes, back before—. She stopped the thought from coming, but it didn't help it had already clogged her throat while tears welled in her eyes. Sucking them in she leaned in to inspect the slash, running her finger through it, racking her brain for the ways to tell the difference.
No… it couldn't be, maybe her calculation were wrong. Raking a hand through her dark hair, still inspecting the cut. Recalculating the facts before her, the shiny interior of the slash meant it was quick, metal object, yes. It was only a ½ inch to an inch thick; mean it wasn't any sort of sword, yes. The angle it was made was top to bottom, meaning also it wasn't a sword or a saw of any sort.
Her eyes widened, only one person she could think of could make such a mark. Turning around she looked franticly into the out skirting bushes, trying to make out if something was in the darker areas. Starting to stumble backwards away from the tree, but her eyes were rooted to the mark in the trunk. Her back hit a solid surface and something fell down in her face, it was coated in cobwebs and she could make out only part of it… the shinninghook.
I hope you liked it, getting back in school I realize i'm alittle rusty. Anyway please review and I promise to get the next chapter done as soon as I can! I know this may seem weird but, i'm thinking about changing my user name to -Cinderella-Princess- because cinderella is my unofficial nickname. What do you think?
signgprncss: Why thank you, I like my stories too (lol, j/k) Thanks for the review!
Yours till the rock climbs,
Shannon (jeremy-sumpter-girl)