I know that nobody commented on chapter 1 of my book... but oh well! lol... I have decided to post chapter 2... just in case anyone did read it, but didn't comment (which REALLY makes me mad... but oh well). here it is!
Chapter 2
The Other
It didn’t make sense! I thought that I had gone in a completely straight line, or at least as straight as it could be with all of the trees. I sat down and thought. As soon as I had concluded that either the woods or I had to be crazy, a loud rustle knocked me out of my reverie. I looked up. At first, I thought that my ears must have played a trick on me, but then, it happened again.
“Hello?” I whispered. There was no answer.
“Hello?” I repeated, a little more confidently. The only reply was the cold wind chilling my bones. My mind was saying leave, run and don’t look back, but my heart was telling me that I had to see what it was first. I stood up but, being half and half with where I wanted to go, I went nowhere. Not really trusting my mind after it had been subjected and twisted by the woods, I boldly took a few steps forward and crossed to the other side of the trees. Peering through the woods, I saw a large, dark object, just lying there on the ground. I stepped between the gargantuan trees to the mound on the green mass that was the forest floor.
I was expecting some sort of beast, like a wild cat for instance, not… a boy! I immediately crouched down at his side and checked his pulse. With my fingers on his throat, my heart raced! Could this actually be another person? Was I not alone in this wretched forest? I finally felt a thump on the tips of my fingers, and I jumped up, wiggling with joy. He was alive! I crouched back down and tried to shake him, get him to say something, but he didn’t. He just lay there on his side, his eyes closed. He could’ve been sleeping. The only thing that I could think about doing was taking him to the pasture.
Once I had finally plopped him on the ground after having to carry his unmoving body all the way to the clearing, I started investigating his wounds. He had a big gash on his left leg and it looked like he had a broken finger, but nothing that looked like it could’ve rendered him unconscious. I helped him all I could with the supplies I had, then I lay down and waited for him to wake.
The sky got dark much faster that I had expected. When it was getting to be so dark that I could barely see my hands in front of my face, I decided to try to sleep. But, it was too cold. I lay there for a while, willing my mind to shut off for a couple hours, but it resisted. I suddenly remembered with a jolt that my jacket was in my pasture, but, looking around, I realized that it wasn’t there. This wasn’t my clearing. This eased my mind slightly. Knowing that fact slightly relieved some of the beliefs that I was crazy. I was still thinking it; I had been thinking it ever since that bright white light had almost blinded my eyes; but it was not my main focus, as it had been for a while. But, with the thought that I was going somewhere and not just going around in circles to sooth my mentality, I finally fell into the first deep sleep I’ve had for as long as I could remember.
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When I woke the next day, the boy was sitting up. I was so surprised that I jumped to my feet. I suppose that he was surprised as well because at the sight of my jumping up, he did so also. We just stared at each other until I broke the silence.
“Hi.” I said with a lame sort of smile.
“Hey.” He said back.
“Y-You’re all right then?” I stuttered awkwardly.
“Depends on what you mean by ‘all right.’ ” he mumbled, not looking me in the eye.
A long silence followed these words. I wanted to ask him if he had had the same experience I had, if he had been in the plain white world with the bright light. I wanted to know if the trees had shuddered and shook like the ones near my meadow had. But, I knew that he would think that I was even crazier than I was (if I wasn’t mistaken in thinking that I was heading that way) if I came out and asked all of this at once this early in the conversation!
So, I held back from saying these things and only asked, without really meaning to, “What’s your name?”
He looked a bit surprised at the sudden change of subject, but then, “Christopher,” he answered uncertainly. “Or Chris. Whichever.” He added as an afterthought.
He looked surprised at his own words, as though he didn’t know he had them in him, but then he shook his head vigorously, as a dog does when it gets wet, and the look passed.
“I know. I have been remembering flashes of things, too.” I couldn’t help but be a little happy at that five-second look on his face, because that meant that he might have gone through whatever I had gone through!
“I’m pretty sure that my name is Kayla.” I smiled, wanting to make it less awkward, and I sort of succeeded. Christopher chuckled softly, and then turned his head up to look at the bright, cloudless sky. He looked back at me and asked me some more questions about myself.
We talked for a while about all the things that we remembered about ourselves, and it seemed like the more we told, the more we remembered. I said one thing, then another just popped into my head. By the time we had finished our conversation, I knew my favorite movie, book, subject in school, and that which school that I went to (I was a seventh grader in Kansas). I also knew all these things about Christopher, accept, of course that he had gone to a different school. Once we had realized that we were both thirteen-years-old, the sky had grown darker, and the sun was on the other side of the trees. The days seemed shorter than I had remembered. We decided to try to sleep, and we would explore the next day.
I had a dream that night that I had waken up and I was alone again. When I tried to find Christopher, a huge cage went up all around me, and I couldn’t find a way out. I was cursed to stand there and bang at the bars, yelling and screaming for Christopher for all eternity. Thank goodness I woke up.
I sat up and found Christopher, still asleep, his back to me. I took a deep breath. Overwhelmed by happiness that he was still here, I got up and started searching vainly through the forest for food, still not wondering too far from Christopher. In the end, all I found was a couple walnuts and a handful of berries. I brought them back to the enclosure and found Christopher lying on his back, looking up at the sky.
“I got some breakfast. It’s not much,” I said, showing him my meek findings, “but it’s better than nothing.”
“Thanks.” He said, sitting up. We ate in silence, and when we were done, we both got up without saying a word, and set off into the trees.
Well, okie dokie! There you go. I hope that (if anyone actually read it this time) you enjoyed it and will COMMENT and tell me what was good and what was bad. thank you! Have a good day.
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