A/N:I don't own Twilight. Stephanie Meyers does, I am just obsessed with the characters.
This is the first thing I've ever written.
If you feel so inclined, please leave a review. I would appreciate any words of encouragement or ideas that would make me a better writer.
This chapter is short but lays some necessary groundwork for future chapters.
Sincere thank you to my Beta Yeah Her.
Chapter 14: EPOV
I woke up to the same stifling heat every day, if I ever get out of here I will never take things like fans, air conditioners or showers with running hot and cold water for granted again. I wonder when I will get out of here. I hope I have enough time to convince Ojore and the elders that child sacrifice of healthy children believed to be cursed must stop. I remember from a philosophy class in college that Aristotle believed everything on this planet possesses the ability to push us to grow into our highest potential. You can use adversity to grow into your mightiest self. I know that is my purpose here. Twenty one days in captivity and these children are thriving. It is plain to see that nothing is wrong with them; with proper care, love and a healthy dose of fun they all look healthy and happy.
Even in this age of technology the people here in the Omo River Valley are so cut off from society that they have no written language or calendars. They use a string with knots tied in it to count off the number of sunsets before a gathering or ceremony.
Our campsite is set up along the river bed; the river has a steady moving stream with exotic looking vegetation, remarkable wildlife and a variety of different tribes. People use the river for drinking, boating, irrigation and even washing clothes. I have spotted hippopotamus' playing in the water and crocodiles sun bathing along the shore.
No matter the outcome of my current circumstances, these people will remain in my heart forever. Bohlale has been kind and inquisitive and a good companion. I was beginning to feel that I could call him friend. The children were beautiful both inside and out. Life has taught me that we are all basically born the same but what we experience makes us who we are. These children are so resilient and despite their adversities are responding so well to the unconditional love I am imparting on them.
A/N: Please review if you wish. I will answer every one. I'd love to hear feedback from you so I can learn to be a better writer. I welcome constructive criticism. Thanks so much for reading and I hope you continue to enjoy the story.
