Hiati

Chapter 3

I wake up. I lie there letting the memorys flood back. I panic, what do i do?  Surley they have found the bodys by now,  i cant go back. They would think I had killed them both. I sat up feeling numb. I see the knife, stuck deep in the earth. I pick it up, soil flakeing off the blade and move over to the river. I can see my reflection in the rushing water though it is warped. I feel older, I look older, im no longer a little ten year old, I look 14 and strong though I feel weak and lost. My hair is knotted and clumped together. I reach up, pulling my hair to the side and cut my brown hair in one sweeping slice and they I watch the tendrils of brown hair flutter into the stream and float away. I stare at the knife.  It has made too many desicions.  I hurl it into the water and begin to walk.