Dear diary,
Today I woke up to the freezing cold, my toes were blue and my fingers were numb. As I lifted my head I felt the blood run through my body .I rose to my feet and kept the bear fur blanket wrapped around my body. I walked towards my mother who was already cooking breakfast. She was rolling out dough to make a loaf of bread.
I tiptoed outside and gathered some wild fruit to put with my bread. 'The morning air was fresh and smelt of pine I looked towards the forest where my little brother, Mark had been lost for over 6 months. My parents and I go out and look for him every day. I walked back inside to find my parents already helping themselves to the food that was laid out. I sat on the bench next to my mother and ate my breakfast.After I finished I unhooked my mother's old woolen dress and my father's old bear fur coat. I changed out of my bed clothes and headed outside.
It was brighter, the sun's rays warmed my skin and the cool breeze made me shiver. I followed my mother lead by my father through the flowerless meadow and into the forest. Lots of trees were stripped of their leaves, the ground was a sunset, varieties of oranges and yellows covered the forests floor .My parents had nearly given up on finding mark. But I Hadn't, I would keep looking when my parents gave up.As I was walking I noticed something under the leaves I got on my knees and brushed the leaves off the unknown object. I screamed in horror as I sprung away from my mauled brother. He had bite marks all over his arms, I then heard my mother scream, I felt a hand on my shoulder. My father picked marks lifeless body off the ground. We then headed home.We didn't know how long he'd been like that for. Father dug a deep hole in the ground in the meadow near our house, scince we weren't near the ocean.
Before we buried him, Mother and I cleaned him up so he looked nice. I held his hand as we were about to lay him to rest I preyed to odin to let my little brother have another chance.I then felt a weak squeeze of my hand, I grabbed mark and pulled him close to me, He wrapped his arms around me, my parents were filled with joy. Mark was alive. We all went inside and ate dinner while we listened to mark tell his survival story after we finished dinner we went to bed, falling asleep and I was still holding marks hand.
Anyway that was it. Tell me what you thought of it. I though I should have at least got more than 9/25... If you want me to continue this or do some sort of sequel, than let me know :)
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girl in the ancient times
RandomThis is actually an assignment I done at school and I got really low marks for it bc it wasn't 'factual enough' and my teacher doesn't like creativeness. I was quite proud of it and thought it was really good... Anyway enjoy :)