"Grandma! I'm here, and I have the tomato soup." I exclaim, walking inside the small, but comfortable, cabin that I call home. "Great, great! Did you bring carrots?" My fragile grandmother asks.
"Of course! Here you go." I say, handing them to her. She throws them outside. "What are you doing?" I ask. "The spirits will eat them." She says with a smile. I sit down, sighing. "They aren't real." I say.
"Bee, I told you. I have seen one of them. It was a sunflower spirit. He died trying to save me from a bear. That's why there aren't many in this town." she says.
The same thing, everyday. Us arguing about forest spirits. "The weather isn't good enough for them to grow here." I sigh. She sighs back, and says "I'm going to bed. You can go to Matthew's house if you want."
I nod, and head outside. I reach Matthew's house, I try to open the door, but it isn't open. I call him, and he answers, telling me he is on vacation. He tells me I can go in the backyard, which is also the forest. So, I go back there, bored.
I spot a wolf with beautiful white fur. He looks like he has stars dancing in his eyes. I get closer, and he wags his tail and runs away playfully.
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BEE-LIEVE
De TodoEarth; a big ball of water and green. Humans, animals, and plants are different in looks, thoughts, and actions. Well, that's what Bianca, also known as Bee, thinks. When she meets Ginger, a wolf spirit, all of her beliefs turn upside down. -- I rub...
