"Cock-a doodle-Doo!!!!"
"Shut up Milly", said John in a 'not an early person tone'. "No ones in the mood".
"Geez, just trying to lighten the mood", she replied.
Ryan woke up with a stutter, almost falling out of the tree-house down into the bare, gravelly ground. He looked at me, and then James, and then Milly (who was obviously smiling like a grinning bobcat).
"Why's she so perky?", he asked James and I.
"Meh", James exclaimed. "Beats me"...
I suddenly felt the urge to eat. An aroma of seafood met my nostrils.
"Mmmmm...."
I stood, explaining to everyone that I shall return in 10 minutes with what I hope for, FOOD.
Everyone agreed...
Soon I found my self in an area I had never seen. It seemed more of a happier place. I could hear people. We're they singing and dancing?
It was a village. A much more lively village then mine. A village I wanted to live in for the rest of my life.
Although I longed for happiness after such an awful experience, my stomach was growling. Pounding like an Indian drum.
Although the temptations grabbed me, I couldn't leave with out Milly,John and Ryan. And so, I moved off to search for FOOD.
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The Tree-House
AventureThe vines cascading the long, broken-barked tree were a pale green. Almost lifeless, although the rest of the organic house made up for the disappointment. I looked towards them, the three of them, as if we were the last four people on earth. Six da...
