'Unbreakable'

Mira

When I told everyone my deep, dark, horrible secret, they were astonished. Or, as I should say, they were hysterical. But in a good way. Even Christie had something nice to say.
Deep in the forest, a scared little boy trudged deeper into the woods. His mission, to find the Scarlet hazel berry, a berry that only grew in the heart of the woods. He had come from the town of Holifraire, and the whole town had come down with a deadly sickness, called the Xelindar. The villagers had told the little boy, the only one in the town who wasn't sick, to go and get the remaining cure for Xelindar. He had been walking for three days now, not a clue where he was going. If he turned back, the village wouldn't survive. If he didn't, there was still hope. He pushed on, for the sake of his mama. His mother had died of Xelindar the week before, and her last words were to keep the village safe, no matter what. He bit back tears, dreaming he could see his mama again. She was quite a woman, and she knew that the village was in her son's hands after she passed away.
He had little water left from his little pouch, so he looked for a nearby stream. He looked north half a mile, then turned back. He heard rustling water behind him. A creek! He ran through the brush. Oh, it was more than a creek. It was a huge lake! How could he have missed it? The water looked fresh, almost dissipating a glow. It looked magical, after the days he had suffered. He reached down, swallowing the water in large gulps. He then took the pouch and filled it to the brim with clear, clean water.
When he had had his fill, he continued. A little while later, he looked at his surroundings. A few trees, lots of ferns and rocks, a bush with a red berry, and a little stream. How come there was more and more water? He wondered if the berries were edible. Wait. Were those the Scarlet hazel berries? He picked a whole basket. The leaves were supposed to be beautiful, with the green turning to red at the tips. He looked. They were! He excitedly picked a few more baskets.
Suddenly, he heard a rustling behind him. No, not water rustling, but violent, monster rustling. In a flash, a giant wild boar charged at him. No, but this wasn't a regular boar. This was a monster boar. It's teeth were fangs, deadly with venom. The boy cowered, not knowing what to do. He crumpled to the ground, whimpering. The boar growled at him, a fierce one. The boy did not away. He was paralyzed with shock. He shielded his eyes, waiting for the death blow to come. He waited and waited, but the fangs coming to tear him apart never came. He looked up, seeing a knight on a steed silently battling the boar.
Suddenly, though, the boar wriggled away from the knight's sword and charged at the knight. "Leave! Run!" cried the knight urgently. The boy picked up his baskets and ran, as fast as he could, away from it all. He looked back once, and he saw the knight had fallen off his horse. A few years later, after the village had been restored, he went out looking for the man. People told him that the knight had died, so instead he found the knight's family, and swore that his family would protect them, no matter what. The generations passed, and the boy's descendants are still being the fairy godmothers.

"So now I can't get Sloane kicked out." Mira finished.