lost woods

losing his reality

"honey, you still need to get your homework done honey!" I sigh as I sit in front of my computer opening my docks to start a new story to hopefully be published in the future. I type the title in first and then the brief description of what I imagine to happen which will surely be edited later. 

" I know, and ill get to it when I get through the first chapter!" I hear my mom saying something under her breathing the kitchen as I start typing out my first chapter

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"oh god... what am I even doing out here in the first place? why did I ever think this would be a good idea?" midoriya asks himself as he walks through the woods shivering as it gets cold in the late afternoon. he knows the sun will go down soon and his family will start worrying about him. he would be heading home if only he could remember how he got this far into the woods, to begin with. he would normally set a little way into the tree line reading for hours on end as this seemed to be the only way to escape kacchan. this time however he went too far in and now can't find his way back out.

hours pass with midoriya still lost in this large forest, fining many human-like footprints. barefoot. this means there must be someone else out there. maybe they could help him find his way out of this mess. everything was starting to stress him out as he had plans over the next week, he couldn't just ditch in his friends. midoriya started mumbling to himself as he stood there shivering in the speckled rays of the sunset light, intriguing the seemingly wild man above him in the trees. he couldn't understand why this man wasn't crying or running yet. he should be freaking out but instead, he was walking and trying to keep warm while talking to himself. 

the early evening quickly turned to night and all midoriya's stress and walking and thinking made him tired. he didn't even last till midnight. it's about this time that shinsou jumps down from his vantage point to get a look at this wandering person. it has been a while since he's talked to a person. and he does seem to be under minimal stress. but he's defiantly cold. 

shinsou snuggles up to midoriya telling himself hell leave before he wakes up but for now, it's been a while since he been warm during the early fall. he has little pelts put together with strips of leather to keep him warm that will be wearable here soon. but for now. this is nice. and he'll suffer even more if he's just left here to sleep in the cold night snuggled up together the two fall asleep keeping each other warm through the chilly night. 

in the early morning light shinsou wakes up and quickly moves away from the warm body next to him as it would warm up soon and he would wake up even sooner. "ill just start a fire when I get back home" shinsou stays close as he sleeps to make sure wild animals don't get him, but he stays in places that midoriya cant see easily, especially in the blurry vision of morning light. 

within the next two hours, midoriya's sleepy eyes finally open and shinsou, still perched on a branch leaves the young boy to his now conscious defenses to go warm himself up next to a fire. midoriya's head shot up when he heard leaves rustling in the early morning light. all his tired eyes could see was a dark possibly human figure darting away through tree branches. he shook his head dismissing it as impossible as this was probably the longest anyone survived out here. anyhow, he stumbles to his feet, trying to catch his bearings, if the figure did turn out to be human then hopefully he could show him the way out of here. 

midoriya starts following where he saw the figure rush off too in hopes of finding his way home and into a warm bath, and warm bed, but only finds more dark trees as he follows a barely-there animal-beaten path. aside from this path, there seems to be only a short brush through here, so best to stay on the path. no telling what lurks in those weeds.

it takes several hours of mind-numbing walking as the sun slowly rises to light his way through the dark forest to see a tiny light of what was probably a decent fire. probably enough to cook a breakfast on. 

with that thought, midoriya's stomach grumbled as he had yet to eat anything that morning.

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it is at that time that Jason looks down from his writing to find his stomach was rumbling too. he stands up, leaving his story there, and stretches as he'd been sitting longer than he thought. 

he walks out of the room to grab a couple of packets of instant oatmeal, a bowl, and a spoon so he could eat something before heading onto finishing his first chapter without forgetting he had food next to him.