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[Rayne]

The... Library...

Ok, today my mom and I went to the library to pick up a movie we put on hold (Wolf's Rain Complete Colection 1!! WOOOO!)
And she told me to go in and get it, so I took her library card and headed towards the front door of the library.
As I entered, I heard someone from the front desk happily say, "Hello!"
So, I replied.
"Hello!" I said quite loud, only to find that the lady at the desk was talking to a person on the phone. Everyone looked at me, and I could feel my face turning red.
Oh nuts, she wasn't talking to me. I gulped before standing in line behind an elderly lady.
When it was my turn I walked up to the desk, told the lady my name; handed her my mom's library card, and told her I what I wanted to pick up.
She handed me the movie, and told me about a special, "2 movies for 1 dollar, do you want to find another?"
"No," I shook my head, still embaressed by my "outburst" of HELLO!
"Ok, well this is going to be charged one dollar, since it has more then one movie in it. It has the TV series."
Then I must of drawn a blank or something, "Money? You need a dollar?"
She nodded as if I was a hillbilly.
"Oh, ok, I'll be right back." I headed to the door feeling like an idiot and headed out to my mom's car. I stuck my head in the open window of the passengers side.
"I need a dollar," I mused.
"Oh," she reached into her purse and handed me a dollar, "Sorry I forgot you'd need it." She smiled as I headed back to the library.
I re-entered the library and handed the dollar to the lady at the desk.
"Here you go,"
"Ok, these are due back in one week. The reciept is in the movie case." She replied and handed me the movie.
I looked at the cover as I headed for the door, Awesome. I smiled in my mind.
Suddenly as I reached for the knob of the exit door, I heard a voice call out to me.
"See ya later!" A female voice called.
I was about to answer, when I remembered the embaressing moment before with my spontaneous 'Hello!'.
I kept my mouth shut, merely nodded and headed out the door. I didn't respond to whoever called out, because I didn't know who they were talking to and if it was infact me who she was talking to.
Quickly, i exited the library and trotted to the car.

[Rayne]

Death... Only a few feet away
Today, my dad and I were on our way to my Omi's house for her birthday. (Omi means "Granny, or Grandma" in German)
On our way there, a car in front of us barely missed running over a small beagle puppy. We and the car in front of us skidded to a halt as the puppy tucked his tail between his legs and tried to run to saftey. He didn't look hurt, his nerves probably shattered.
I watched as he sped across the street and to the under side where he disappeared into the bushes.
His owner wasn't far behind.
As we continued driving away, I saw how fragile life was.
It is such, a precious and fragile exsistence...

[Rayne]

Only one place...to escape to...
There's no hope... No dispair... just a future... Nothing more..."

It's no use. We can't hide what we are forever.
Even though we look human, we're always wolves. We can't change that, no matter how much we want to be accepted; to be normal; to be loved.
But to those humans, we represent terror. They call us 'The Hates Messengers of Death'. However, they do not know that they bring Death upon themselves be building theit cities and many other things.
The world is not ending because we are searching, it is the complete opposite actually. We can sense the end is near, and so we must search.
"Follow the scent of the Flower, it will lead you to the sacred land where all can be free, all will have plentiful hunting; clear blue skies; bright shining sun..."
But how... how can such a land exsist without grief, without sadness, and death?
Even Paradise contains evil, I bet you didn't know.
In the beginning of time where all animals lived in Paradise, evil apeared. The wolves (since the supreme rulers of this land) came forward to fight. However, many wolves' lives were lost to these terrible beasts.
Therefore the leader of the land of Paradise, Shiros, made human from the flesh and hair of his own body.
Other wolves did the same and the beasts from hell were driven back to their homeland of darkness.
All was well in Paradise, until some wolves abandoned their wolf forms and changed to humans. Doing this resulted in the destruction of Paradise.
The world became nothing more then a dream, and faded away, leaving the wolves to forge for life in barren landscapes and escape the horror of humans in the cities.
Many still tried searching, to try and return home. But none prevailed. Now they live out there lives, merely waiting to die a miserable death.
However, there are some that will never loose that fire in their eyes. They believe the land still exsists, just as I do, and will search until the ends of time.
Guided by the sweet scent of the Lunar Flowers, the wolves will return to Paradie on a full moon.
The Lunar Flower, will return the moon's call and wither away; only to be reborn into the new world.
Same goes for wolves. (Who were there when the Maiden died)
Death will mysteriously claim your packmates, and as Paradise is being opened the world around you will be turned into a hellhole.
Finally, Paradise is opened and you enter as rain falls around you, drenching your pelt.
Paradise, I'll never know what it looks like, but I can just imagine it's beauty.
Waterfalls, mountains, rolling hills, sparkeling lakes, a bright sun. And at night, a huge moon and stars across the sky.
The Luner Flowers will bloom on every full moon, and on that great night all the wolves will celebrate on the highest hill where the moon is closest too.
The Flowers, who are right underfoot, bloom as the moon dances higher into the sky.
We wolves howl our thanks to the moon and the flowers for letting us into this land, we abandon our human disguises and live out life in this new world.
Earth is no longer the planet you once new, overpopulated by humans and pollution, and death, and grief. It is now a beautiful land that few believed in, few will ever see. But someday it will reutrn and take the last remaining wolves. We will survive there, protected by the Flowers becaues, until diaster disturbes out perfect lives. And trust me, evil will not hesitate to strike again.
But just remember,

As long as there's a Moon,
The Flowers will never die
And neither will us
Wolves

[Rayne]

Ruler and a Heater
I forgot what day this was...

It was not to long ago, before we switched classes for the last quarter, and I was in Social Studies Lab - the last class of the day. Encore is what they call those classes and in this class all you do is sit, read a newspaper article, then summorize it in your own words. (So glad to be out of that class!!!)
Our desks are arranged in rows, facing the front of the class. I'm in the end of the row, with two people in front of me. My cousin Joe, and another girl Alyssa. Our row is right next to the heater. In the row beside me, was my best friend Kayla and some other people who aren't worth mentioning
Anyway, we were all reading our newspaper and figuring out what article to summorize.
I looked up from my newspaper to see Jeo and Alyssa playing with a ruler, they were sticking it by the heater. They were probably hoping it would fall through the vent.
I thought nothing of it and went back to reading and writing.
SUDDENLY a heard this super loud roar!
I sprang to my feet, eyes wide, as did other kids.
I looked to the heater, sure engough Joe has managed to force the ruler into the heater where it was now being chopped into millions of pieces.
Haha, the teacher was so mad

After it happened I couldn't stop laughing XD

[Rayne]

Ellen and her plot

Only a few days ago in school...

My friends and I always hang out in Mrs. Wallbaum's classroom before school starts. (She's the english teacher)
Anyway, today one of my friends, Ellen, tried to "blast" us with hand sanitizer. ("blast": Take some hand sanitizer in your hands, walk over to someone, clap your hands so the soap goes in their face xD)
She clapped her hands, and my friends and I had nowhere to run.
We thought for sure we were going to get blasted.
No soap was blasted at us. We looked up. Ellen's plan backfired. We started cracking up. All the soap, blasted in her own face.
xDDD

[Rayne]

Today I found a secret trail leading to a secret place xD
It was cool. I went down an old road and climbed over some pieces of broken cement, found a trail leading through the woods and followed it until I came to a fallen tree. I climbed over it, and then I saw the "valley" below.
It wasn't what you would call a valley, but it was enough for me.
That's going to be my new place where I can just sit and relax.
That place, however, is not Paradise.
I... am still searching... for Paradise...

[Rayne]

Red Hill

Paradise?...
No. It can't be.
There are no Flowers.
But are they hidden by the shadows?
Will they bloom once night approaches?
Will their sweet scent fill the valley?
Should I venture there at night?
Humans.
There is a farm nearby.
Risk being seen, I should?
Or not.
Or maybe I should.
Take a chance.
I would do that, for Paradise.
But then again, this might not be it.
I call it Red Hill.
Though it is neither Hill. Nor is it red.
More of a basin. A Valley.
Forest.
There are woods here.
Perhaps I will travel through them.
See what I can find.
Stirr up trouble with the local creatures here.
They will fear me, I know.
For we all know, what we really are.
The Fallen Tree.
Here I sit. Overlooking this vast valley.
Typing down my every thought.
This place, is so beautiful.
I yearn, to see this place with a full moon high in the dark sky.
Wolves.
Are there any here?
Flowers?
Can I not see them in this bright afternoon sun?
Is their scent here?
I cannot tell.
It must be.
The Flower must be here.
How could I have found this place in the first place?
It is shrouded in the edge of this old deserted road.
Hidden among bushes.
Who would find it?
Why did I find it?
This Fallen Tree gaurds the entrance of Red Hill.
I sit here, my back to the entrance of this place, and I. I am facing Red Hill.
What will I do when I come here tomorrow?
Will I explore the forest?
Search that small den by the sand ridge?
Perhaps.
But should I keep Red Hill a secret?
Tell?
Tell of this place.
Who. Who can a Wolf trust?
Can I trust you?
Can I trust you to keep this place a secret?
The sun is setting now, and the moon will be rising.
But I must return to my house. (Funny I can call that place home)
It is more of a prison.
I yearn for my next time to be here, Red Hill.
I will return.


Heaven's not Enough.
To ease this pain.
That I have felt.
And will continue to feel.
Paradise awaits.
I will search.
Until my life ends.

[Rayne]

Fat Bandit

My dad and I were talking, arguing about something - but I cannot remember what.
We were standing in the Pet Store, with our two dogs Charlie and Rascal. Brothers. But had different personalities, different likes, ect.
"No dad!" I growled, our arguement going on.
Below my feet, Rascal (The well-behaved-suck-up) sat on his haunches nervously glancing at the people and dogs around him. He his known to be a wimp at times.
"Ryne!" (*Writer doesn't want to use her real name here*) My dad thundered, "We're getting this dogfood!" (XD That wasn't the arguement.... At least I don't think... o.o I cun not remember xD )
Suddenly, we heard a crunching noise.
My dad and I both looked down to see, Charlie stuffing his face inside a treat container and pull out a dog treat.
He ate it happily - also without sharing any with his brother.
"Charlie!" I exclaimed and bent down beside him.
The treat container was close to the ground, and therefore not out of reach of Charlie, the food lover.
Great spot to put food when Charlie's around. I laughed.
"Gheez Charlie," my dad stiffled a laugh and dragged him to the checkout once he had finsihed his treat.
That little shoplifter when by un-noticed as he exited the building.
But now Charlie's Stealing Urge have driven him into insanity:

Charlie's next attempt

My dad and I were walking the dogs down the street.
We had come to the end of our road and began to turn around.
I was walking my best friend, Rascal; while my dad walked Charlie.
Suddenly a deep bark eluded Rascal's throat as he carefully lead me to an unknown object one someone's lawn.
I knew what it was immieadly: a dog toy.
Rascal inched up to it like it would attack him at any second, but when Charlie saw what we were doing, he raced up to us and grabbed the toy in his mouth.
Rascal fell back onto his butt in surprise as Charlie raced away with the toy in his mouth.

I would have let Charlie keep the toy, but of course we had to do the right thing, return it to the lawn on which we had found it on.

And now I bet the dog that lives in that house is gonna hunt Charlie down for stealing his precious toy xD

(When my dad hooks up the scanner to our computer I'll show you guys a pic of eh dogs, as well as a pic of meh ^_^ )

[Rayne]

Meh doggehs and meh:

Charlie:
Charlie is chubby, loveable, and fluffy.
His eyes are very expressive, and whenever you see him I guarntee you can't held but pick him up and cudle him.
He is also a food lover ^^ and is not afraid to burp whenever he wants.
Charlie's pic:


Rascal:
Rascal is the suck up. xD
He's kinda nervous and fidigetly, but is very loyal.
With Rascal, you'll have a friend till the end, no matter what.
Rascal's pic:


And lastly, me:
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[Rayne]

Red Hill Tour, in pictures

Today my dad and I visited "Red Hill". Now, I'd just like to share the pictures I took with ya (And get a chance to use this new scanner hah)

Anyway, when you stand on the fallen tree which guards the entrance to Red Hill, this is what you see:

If you walk straight through the basin, and up the wall on the other side you will come to a farm field. To your left there is a forest, and a trail through it that my dad and I discovered. (That's where we found the Snapping Turtle: in the next pic)
To your right, there are steep walls of sand, but when you climb them, you are lead into a another forest. This one also has trails running through it.


Da Turtle of Doomness


A person inside the basin: (meh dad xD)
This is so you can see how big it realleh is: (See that fallen tree to the left of the photo? That's the "entrance".


This was realleh cool. We found a doe deer carcass here ^_^ It was awesome.
You'll see that's is't all bones, and around it is it's fur. Also, one front leg was not attached to its body o.O But its other legs were buckled underneath it.
Pictures of da deer:

[Rayne]

car

"I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

Drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
I'm pissed cause you came around
Why don't you just go home
Cause you channel all your pain
And I can't help you fix yourself
You're making me insane
All I can say is

[Chorus:]
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I tried to help you once
Against my own advice
I saw you going down
But you never realized
That you're drowning in the water
So I offered you my hand
Compassions in my nature
Tonight is our last stand

[Chorus]

I'm drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
You shouldn't ever come around
Why don't you just go home?
Cause you're drowning in the water
And I tried to grab your hand
And I left my heart open
But you didn't understand
But you didn't understand
Go fix yourself

I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life
I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life."


Tell me when, I can escape this hell.
Tell me when I can be free.
Tell me, you'll be by my side.
Tell me how far the journey will be.
Tell me, is there someone there beyond these aching feet.
Tell me, what is this voice in my head.
Tell me, is Paradise near.
For it is my only escape from this world.
This world of hell.
But I promise.
I will never.
Go to Paradise.
Without you...
I promise is a promise, and I vow not to break it.
But will you stick out the journey with me.
Paradise awaits us.
Take my hand.
And we can leave.
This hell.
Paradise is for the taking.
Let's go.

"The life I think about is so much different then this. How did I get stuck in this mess?"

[Rayne]

Home?

I went back to Red Hill yesterday, but indstead of writing on the fallen tree where I usually do, I explored some more.
Then I found the greatest thing I've ever seen.
Flowers.
White Flowers, growing in a "pack".
I didn't care what lay in front of me: I charged through the brush, nearly tripping many times, and stood over the flowers.
They weren't Lunar Flower - I knew that - but I was glad that there were Flowers here. Not tame flowers, like Tulips, but Wild Flowers! They were beautiful, like the American kind of Moon Flower, but I long to smell and hold a Japanese Lunar Flower in my paws.
I picked one flower (it even pained me to do so , because I didn't want to kill it) and I brought it home.
I rode as fast as I could to get home, because I knew a Flower's life was short. I didn't want it to die.
Finally I got home, I raced in the house and gingerly placed it in a cup with water.
That night I put it in my bedroom and stared at it for a while until it's sweet smell soothed me into sleep.
I awoke, curled up into a little ball with the flower on the shelf right above my head.
I cannot wait to go to back, to Red Hill.

Will I ever make it home, to Paradise?
I woke up from my sleep to the sound of that voice
From the words that I heard I had no choice
They told me I had to turn around
I disagreeurance slowly faded down
And I wonder

Will I ever make it home
Will I ever leave the ground
Leave this place so far behind

The plans that I had were quickly destroyed
The problem was one I couldn't avoid
They welcomed me to stay overnight
I'm too tired to complain so i just might
And I wonder

Will I ever make it home
To the place I recognize
Far from here and where I've been
And all the places that I've been shown
Will I ever make it home
Can they keep me here for good
Where I hardly know a soul
And my fear keeps going on

My weariness keeps growing inside
My patience is starting to subside
And I hope I'll be there soon
It can't be long or I'll fall through

Will I ever make it home
Will I ever leave the ground
Leave this place so far behind
Till there is no turning back
Will I ever make it home
Get to where I wanna be
Find the ones who wait for me
To the place where I belong
Will I ever make it home
Will I ever make it home, to Paradise?


This is the Flower I found, sorreh about the background. It's in the kitchen right now ^^

[Rayne]

[5/11/08]

I returned to Red Hill today, suspecting this day would be like any other: running through the clearing, exploring the forest, seeing what lay over the ridge across the clearing.. all of that.
But instead I found something that shocked me to my core.
Human scent.
And the deer skeleton was fiddled with.
It seemed as though some hungry animal had stole it's skull and neck then flipped it over. But when I bent down to smell it, all I smelled was the scent of rotting flesh, and something else. The worst possoble scent I could smell here at Red Hill. Humans.
I did not leave quickly, I explored to make sure they were not around, I gripped my pocket knife protectivly. No humans were here.
I sat down in the middle of the clearing, looking up at the sky, then let myself fall onto by back.
The wind blew and rain droplets began to fall. I slipped my camera in my pocket so it wouldn't get wet.
Then something odd happened. I can't say if it was my imagination or not. Or if I can say if it was real, but I heard a voice as the wind picked up.
"You can no longer stay here," the wind seemed ro whistle to me.
Was it really a voice? Or just some human on the street talking to someone else. Besides, the street wasn't that far away.
I looked in every direction, hoping to figure out where it came from.
Not from the forest. Not from the farm. Not from the fallen tree. Not the street. But where.
Now, I have returned home, and I can't help but feel something deep inside of me pulling me. Like that voice I heard, something says I can no longer stay here.
Perhaps the world is coming to an end soon, and it is time for me to set out on a journey.
The journey to Paradise.

[Rayne]

Night Forest: 5/16/08

I returned to Red Hill again today, 5/16/08, with my dad. We left at about 8:00 PM, so we could get there at sunset. We make the bike ride down Ashworth, and then Skyline. We took a short stop at my Aunt and Uncle’s house. They were outside working, so we stopped.
“Bike riding on the trails?” My uncle smiled.
“No,” My dad answered smiling, “Rayne found, what seems to be, a Gravel Pit down the road.”
“Oh yeah!” My aunt spoke up, “The Gravel pit! You’ve been going there? You’ve got to be careful. The man who owns it shoot buck shots at kids who go in there.”
My eyes widened as I looked up at the moon overhead. It wasn’t full, not yet, the full moon was on the 19th. I cursed and wondered where Paradise could be. I knew it wasn’t Red Hill, but it was nice having a place to run to. But now if there was a crazy old guy over there hunting kids, I could never return to Red Hill. My pulse began to beat faster as I thought of never again returning to Red Hill. Where would I go to then? I knew the answer to that; Paradise.
After stopping for only a few minutes, my dad and I set out again for Red Hill. We arrived in less then a few minutes. I dismounted my bike and carried it through the entrance. So no one would see me I hid it in the brush. My dad, confused at what I was doing, did the same.
“I do this so no one knows I’m here,” I explained to him.
We climbed over the fallen tree, jumped down the hill and found ourselves in the clearing. We explored for a while. I was on edge, hoping that hunter wouldn’t come out. Even my dad, who was usually brave, seemed a little jumpy. We found shotgun shells on the ground. There was at least 3 or 4. Buck shots, my dad later explained to me, were small round and almost harmless metal balls that were packed into a shotgun shell. When the trigger was pulled, and they went sailing through the air, they would escape from the shell and scatter everywhere showing on the one being shot at. It didn’t sound like they’d hurt that much – from a long distance maybe.
Night finally set in, and my dad and I sat atop the fallen tree.
“Shhh,” he hushed me, “The deer come out at this time. Let’s see if we can see any.”
I obeyed, and tried my best to remain quiet. Sure enough, after a few minutes or so of waiting, the first deer appeared at the top of the ridge directly across from us. She made her way down the slope, then stopped halfway to eat.
“Don’t move,” my dad instructed.
I obeyed again and stared at the deer.
“Look, there’s a cat,” my dad almost laughed out the words.
I moved my eyes in the direction my dad was looking and saw it: the white brown and tan kitty trekking through the clearing.
“He’s stalking some deer,” my dad laughed.
I laughed too, as the cat disappeared into the brush on the other side, away from the deer and us.
Soon another deer appeared another female. She too stopped halfway on the ridge. Quietly and sly as I could I bent down and pulled my camera out of my backpack. I pulled the tri-pod out too, because I had to set the camera on “Night Landscape” mode. On that mode the camera had to be completely motionless to get a good picture. And I was cursed with not having steady hands. I set up the trip-pod on the fallen tree with the camera secured tightly to it and began taking pictures. The deer liked being admired it seemed, they stared at us the whole time, allowing me to get some great pictures of them. I wonder what was going through their minds as my dad started whistling. They looked at us like we were crazy.
Once the sun was no longer visible over the horizon, my dad decided it was time to get home.
This is my home, I thought to myself, Not that place. That prison!
Reluctantly, I got on my bike and we made our way back “home”. Now here I am, sitting at the computer telling you what has happened to me.
Here are some pictures I took:

The deer:


Red Hill in evening:


The Moon:

[Rayne]

[5/17/08]
Morning:
I had a turn of bad luck this morning. I was riding my bike and about to turn down Fox Lake Trail when I saw Kayla’s cousin “New Kid” (Spencer). He smiled and waved so I did the same. I then turned down Maitland Rd so he wouldn’t know where I was actually going: To Red Hill. After riding down to the end of Maitland, I turned around and made the trek back. By the time I reached Fox Trail Rd, I was relieved to see that Spencer had gone. I was able to sneak unseen into the brush.
I explored as usual, making sure everything in my territory was in order. It was, just as I had left it. I was so glad to be back at Red Hill, and away from the outside world. There was not a worry on my mind as I frolicked through the small patch of tall grasses; rested on the cement blocks; climbed up the south slope to see the farm field; or follow trails made by deer. I wasn’t even worried about being seen by the Quent-like man with the gun, the one who shoots buck shots at kids who enter his forest. If he did shoot at me, I’d change into my wolf form. Red Hill was worth risking someone seeing my true form.
I took many pictures. I didn’t know when I would not be able to come here anymore. Would a human find me and kick me out? Or would this forest be destroyed? I want to have as many memories as possible before Red Hill is taken away from me.

Afternoon:
When Afternoon came, I got ready to return to Red Hill. But as I started to leave, my mom stopped me. She finally wanted to come and see the forest I was always running off to. So we set off to Red Hill.
On arriving there, I showed her how to hide the bikes in the brush, and how to climb over the entrance. The entrance could be tricky for some people, but not for me. You have to weave your way over some cement blocks, under a few wires and then finally over the fallen tree. On her attempt, she hurt her leg.
“I’ll just stay here while you explore,” she breathed, holding her leg in pain.
“Ok,” I answered and went to my exploring.
I saw a Groundhog, but he sped off to his den before I could even get out my camera, let alone chase after him. But a few minutes later I saw a rabbit. Then instinct must have sunk in, because I found myself chasing after it, in spite of the pain in my legs because of shin splints. However the rabbit took refuge in a tangle of brush. I raced after him, trying to squeeze my way through, but got covered in thorns. Disappointed, I followed my nose to the deer trails. On particular one led into a small clearing where I guess many deer would like to hang out. When I got there, I hung my dream catcher necklace on a tree branch. It acted as a landmark so I would know where to go if I ever got lost in there, but it also stood as a sign of hope for me.
“Rayne! It’s time to go! It’s raining!” My mom hollered from the fallen tree. She hated rain. I loved it. I wish I could’ve stayed, but I knew it was time to go.
As I turned to go, I looked back at the dream catcher hanging from the tree.
“Goodbye,” I whispered, “I’ll be back,” and I headed back to the entrance.
The wind blew again, blowing my hair in my face.
You can no longer stay here. It seemed to say. I lowered my head and quietly answered. “I know. I will leave soon.”

Evening:

[Rayne]

Adrenalin Rush
[5/19/08]

I returned to Red Hill today, this time with my friend Casey. As we neared the entrance, I looked over my shoulder. I kid was following us.
“Start slowing down,” I whispered to Casey. We came to a halt at the entrance I began carrying my bike over the cement blocks that acted as steps.
“Do you guys even know what’s back there?”
My eyes grew wide, but I didn’t turn around. The boy had spoken.
“I didn’t hear anything,” Casey whispered, dropping her bike in the brush beside mine.
“Neither did I,” I replied and led the way through the forest. I looked over my shoulder many times, the kid didn’t seem to follow us.
Good, I thought, Don’t follow us or you’ll be in deep nuts. I put my hand on my pocketknife and then climbed over the fallen tree.
“Wow, this is cool!” Casey exclaimed. It was her first time being here, and I bet she felt like I did when I first found this place.
“Want to see the farm field?” I turned to her. She nodded, and we made the trek across the clearing and to the south ridge. I climbed it, looking back a few times to she how the forest was treating her. Thorns were a trouble, but they too are trouble for me. Finally we reached the top of the ridge, and the farm field laid spread out in front of us.
“Taa-Daa!” I smiled.
I loved being on the farm field, especially at night, it made you feel closer to the sky. It made you feel like you could reach out and touch the moon or the stars. But it was not night, not even evening, so the feeling of wonder left me.
“Want to see some deer trails?” I added. She nodded again and we went back down the slope and up the west ridge, following a deer trail.
As I was about to climb up the steep, west ridge, I looked back at the fallen tree. I saw the kid. He was in a red shirt, so I could see him easily. I grunted in frustration, put my hand on my pocketknife, and charged out from the brush. He must have seen movement in the bushes, because when I was in the clearing I didn’t see him anymore.
“That’s right,” I grunted, “Fear me.”
“Hey c’mon!” Casey hollered.
I looked up; she was already up the steep slope. It was my turn. I got on my hands and knees and climbed, with thorns poking me with every step.
We followed the deer trail until we came to another section of the farm field. Then after following that deer trail, we followed another. But following trails made by deer wasn’t the interesting thing, and neither was thinking about why that kid might be following us. The most exciting thing comes next. So don’t stop reading.
“Want to see the gate, where the “Posted: No Trespassing” sign is?” I asked. She said yes, so I began leading her down the trail.
“We have to be quiet once we get farther down, because there is a house next door.”
“Ok,” she answered and we moved quietly, crouched close to the ground.
Once we were away from the “danger” zone, we returned to our regular walking. The gate was just in front of us.
“Here we are,” I announced, “There’s a road there, but I haven’t seen any cars on it.”
Then, as if to speak of the devil, I heard the rumble of an engine.
My eyes grew wide, “Run!” I shouted, but Casey was already 2 steps ahead of me.
“It’s coming this way!” I coughed and we leapt into the bushes.
We crouched low to the ground, and in only half a second’s time, we saw the machine drive by. I can’t say I knew what the two guys were riding. A lawn mower? Tractor? I’ll just call it a tractor, but keep in mind we were to frightened to stop and see what the machine was.
“Get down,” I instructed as the tractor zoomed by.
Once it had passed I began to make my way out of the brush, “Stay here, I’m going to see if it’s gone.”
As if the tractor could track our movements, the roar grew louder. It was coming! I charged back to the safety of the brush. Ahead of me, there was a fallen tree. I was a good jumper, I could clear it. But I quickly felt my food hook over the tree’s branch, and my face went straight into the mud.
I lifted my head and started laughing.
“Shut up!” Casey snarled, only a few feet away from me, “They’ll see us!”
I did as I was told, and muffled my laughs with my sweatshirt. I don’t know why I was laughing, we were I deep nuts. And if we were caught, we’d be in deeper nuts. But yet I still found the need to laugh at my own stupidity.
The tractor went by many times, as if to try and draw us out, like we were rabbits in a den. They would drive by then park far away and see if we would run. But I knew we shouldn’t, because after a few minutes of waiting they would speed by again.
“Get deeper into the brush, so they can’t see us,” Casey whispered and we began getting farther and farther away from the road. There was a stream right next to us now, the place where we were hiding. It smelled like murky lake water – good thing I like that smell!
The tractor went by a couple more times. But soon it must’ve given up because I heard the machine turn down the road – away from us.
“I’ll go check it out,” I said, “I’ll signal you if it’s clear. For now, crawl on your hands and knees or belly.” I turned away from Casey and began crawling through the undergrowth. Once I was sure that the people would return, I waved my hand to Casey and I bolted out of the brush. She followed after me, and we sped up the trail. Once we were back in the clearing of Red Hill, we decided to get home. She thought that was enough adrenalin for one day, I thought it was awesome! That was the best thing I’ve ever done! I can’t wait to return to Red Hill, and see what trouble I can stir up then.
Until next time,
Rayne.

[Demon]

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LOL, after I read that it made me tired. XD That usually doesn't happen. XDD Wow Toboe.