When he passed, he didn't call the cops. Thank god. We continued on, finding food. Yes. On the ground. What? We never got SICK from it..
ANYWAY... We went on, and yes, abandoned our little hideout. :( We had to. A raccoon bit Hope in the face. So we where forced to make drastic measures.
We found a tree though! (Like its any better..) And we decided to stay there. It was PRETTY nice.
About a month later, Hope started to feel ill. I'm thinking the raccoon gave her rabies.. That's NOT good...
"I feel really bad.." Uttered Hope.
"Erm.. I think the raccoon gave you, rabies." I said.
"WHAT?????" Hope started to get foamy at the mouth.
Startled, I jump from the tree and land on my butt.
"Ow...." I wince.
"NAT! RUN!" Calls out Neil.
I brush off the leaves and sprint for the forest opening.
After a while, we all where running, but suddenly, we heard a loud thump.
I turned and saw Hope, on her face. Probably dead.
I go to investigate.
"NO!" Screams the gang.
"Guys, relax..." I say, continuing to walk.
I check her pulse. Dead.
"Dead." I start to shake, and put my hand over my mouth.
The gang comes to investigate.
"She's... Dead." I repeat, shaking more.
Neil puts his hand on my shoulder.
"Hey." He says. "Trouble Makers aren't soft. We'll make it."
I glare, "To where?"
Neil looks up and points to the end of the forest. "Almost there."
He helps me up, and says, "Come on, guys."
When we get back to the city, after a LONG walk, A woman spots us and her eyes widen.
She rushes over.
"Guys....." My eyes widen too. "R-RUN!"
We sprint down the sidewalk and the woman says, "Wait!" Crying.
I pinch my eyes shut and stop fast.
The gang turns around in shock.
The lady turns me around and examines my face.
"J-Judy!" She says.
"What?" I say.
She turns me around and lifts up my shirt. Looking at my awkward birthmark.
Oh Jesus... I think.
"It is you!" she says hugging me tight.
"We don't exactly call her JUDY." Snickers Neil.
"Shut up! I don't even know this crazy woman" I say squirming.
The woman looks up and says, "Remember... Ophelia...? Our dog?"
I turn back to the past.
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"Ophelia! This isn't a game! Come out!" I call out.
Ophelia wags her tail and romps out into the street after me.
I gawk then sputter, "OPHELIA NO!!!!"
Before I know it, Ophelia was ran over.
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I swallow hard and nod.
"I AM your mother, Judy." She claims.
YOU ARE READING
Trouble Makers
ActionI wrote this story when I was in elementary school. I won't be taking it down because it took me a lot of time and effort to write and it was the beginning of making long stories for me. It is *heavily* inspired by Maximum Ride by James Patterson.
