Sep 03, 2007 21:37
here is somthing that i have been thinking about that could be a good short story,
I had just left the house and walked through my personal path through the woods that i had found a few years back. We had recently moved here, to this country like area, and my first intentions were to search it. I walked to the woods, unafraid, for what i suspected to be a mile or two. I marked the path that i came, not the way hansel and grettel had with bread crumbs but with more recent solar lights, because i knew it woud be dark by the time i got back. But i was walking until i happened upon a meadow. It was empty with only the neighboring stream that ran through and the bolders that was sprinkled throughout, plus the more curious squerells. That day was exsillerating, and a great memory to have when you would first move into a house. Now i'm walking through it again. My solar pannles are still there and are lit up now as the sun is setting. midnight walks are something l enjoy after a stressful day at school being not a nobody but still far from a somebody. The woods are peaceful but i still can't help looking over my shoulder every ten minutes, just to make sure. I can see the break in the tree's at a distance and can't help but pick up my pace until i'm in a full run. it was hard to keep it up though because of the outreaching tree and bush limbs but i can't say i was the most graceful of people. Emerging into the space made me laugh, but i stopped short when i realised i wasn't alone. The boy with the storm blue eyes, dark eyelashes, and brown hair was there. He glanced at me and walked over. I only knew him as they guy fri