Finding Light

chapter 3

I jumped out of the window without any hesitation. I didn't even look to see how high I was jumping from. I didn't want to know. If I did know, I would've chickened out.

My ankle did an awful cracking sound when I landed and I whimpered in pain. It's probably broken. "Fuck" I hissed out between clenched teeth. This is my third broken bone this year. The other two happened during punishments.

I took deep breaths and tried not to think about the pain. Getting up was very difficult, but I managed. How am I going to do this, I can't use my left leg. I'm pretty close to the woods. So I'll just hop the mile there with one leg and find a good sick to use as a cane when I get there.

Every hop felt like I've been going for hours. It was very painful. Once I got to the woods, my leg just gave up on me. I collapsed to the ground, with burning lungs, fighting for air.

I stayed there for a while trying to catch my breath. After what seemed like forever, I grabbed a random stick to use as a cane. To my astonishment, it was...perfect. It wasn't too tall for my 5' 1", and I could put most of my 112 pounds on it, without it breaking.
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I have been walking for at least 4 hours, it was still dark out. Jack will most likely sleep in, it's his day off tomorrow. I'm guessing it's already past 1,so technically it's today.

I found a hidden spot behind a bush to take a break at. I groaned when I realized how cold I was. I guess I'll have to make fire. I got up and started looking for a flat stick and a flexible stick. Finding hay would be impossible, so I just looked for dead leafs.

I found a spot that was cleared of trees and grass. I made a pile out of the dead leafs and put the flexible stick on the bottom of the flat stick, on top of the pile. I used my knee to hold the flat sock in place and grabbed both ends of the flexible stick. I pulled it back and forth, creating friction.

After some blowing and a sore hand from trying to make friction between the two sticks, I finally got myself a fire.

The fire kept me warm for like 10 minutes before it went out. Instead of freezing to death, I decided to start walking again. I started to head back to my hiding place to get my stick when a sharp pain had me kneeling down, holding my head.

Looking at my hand, while the other was still on my head, I saw blood. All of sudden the ground started spinning, and my vision began to blurre. Someone with a deep boyish voice said, "holy fuck, it's a girl." After that all I could see was black.

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