I found myself shivering uncontrollably as the sun set further and further, the warm breeze that had been there when I was hiking had now gone as cold as ice.
What was I going to do? I would probably freeze to death if I stayed put, but if I moved might end up lost in the woods.
I snorted, "I'm the Best at navigation," I reminded myself, and thus decided to plunge deeper past the trees.
I could barely walk, my ankle stung as it rubbed against the fabric of my sweater, the sweater that was now ruined by blood stains.
I winced with every step, yet refused to crawl, a small part of me wondering why I couldn't stand the idea.

Along the way I grabbed dry twigs and broken branches, I would need to build a fire at some point if I was to avoid freezing.
After a while I found an open space where I could dump my cargo, and I sat down with a *thump*. I was unusually tired and I felt light headed.
"Focus Victoria, I am the best at making fires!" I said resolutely, taking two sticks and rubbing them together in hopes of a spark.
Several minutes past with no success.
I wiped sweat off my brow, the sweat made me feel even colder and rather clammy and disgusting. I felt desperately like taking a shower!
"Come on," I grit my teeth as I tried once again to start a fire, this time utilizing some rocks that happened to be close by.
Nothing.
I stopped, unable to go on.

All I could do was sit, and hope for daylight.

"I'm the Best at sitting and waiting for daylight," I said, trying to keep myself from giving up hope, "I'm the Best…"
I hugged myself, running my hands up and down my bear arms. I felt so alone, and tired, and disgusting. I wanted to go home, I wanted to sit by the fire with Benji and tell him about my day, that I had totally out hiked Becky Botsford and she was jealous of how The Best I was.
But that wasn't what was going to happen, I bit my bottom lip. How I longed for company as the minutes ticked away, I would even enjoy talking to Tobey McCallistar if it meant that I could keep my mind off the cold and the pain!

My teeth began to chatter, I tried to keep my mind off of where I was and what was happening-

Would any of the others be able to stay as well off as I was, I imagined that that Doctor Two Brains guy would probably being going crazy, Chuck the Evil whatever would end up crying and Tobey McCallistar would be disdainfully ignoring nature as best he could.
But what about say- Lady Redundant Woman?
How would she fare?
I bit my bottom lip, "Worse than me," I tried to remind myself. But I wasn't quite sure how anyone could do worse.
I wondered what my parents would say if they saw me like this, surely they would be confused as to why I had allowed myself to become this desperate! They'd shout at me, and then inform me that I need to keep my eyes on the prize…Eyes on the prize!
I focused my energy and soon I am moving the sticks so fast with my eyes that it forces a fire to spark from them.
I smile to myself, "The Best at keeping my eyes on the prize!" I smirked to myself, what had I been thinking? Of course I was doing better than anyone else would, because I was The Best!

"How could I have ever doubted myself?"

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