LOST

CHAPTER 8 - WHAT?WHERE?WHO?

"The last time? You mean this morning or last night?" She asked firmly.

"Well.. Both I guess."

"Right. Mmm.. Last night I thought you were a mere imagination of my own and this morning you just had bad breathe."

What was she saying? I'd agree with bad breathe but a mere imagination? How can you ever seem to hear and see a person and judge it to be mere imagination? Why did she say that?

"I'm sorry about the bad breathe and wha.."

"Its okay. The ointment should have washed that away." She interrupted.

"Yeah I think so, and what do you mean by a mere imagination?"

Her eyes seemed to move around like she had to find an excuse for what she said,"You herd me last night and saw me so how could you think I was a mere imagination?"

she seemed disturbed and her eyes seemed to pitter patter at the ground.

"Here's breakfast and water." She said as she placed the what seemed to be plate and a glass. It was all made of dried leaves.

And what on earth was on the plate, it looked plain and it was glazed with some sort of oil. I wanted her to answer me but she seemed disturbed and I couldn't hurt the poor thing who was so kind to bring me here and take care of me.

"What is this?"

"Breakfast..!" She said with narrow eyes.

She looked and sounded as innocent as an angel but she was an animal, a real rebel I'd say. And for some reason I liked that about her.

"What is this thing? How did you make it?"

"What do you mean? It dog and pine oil."

I wanted to throw up so badly and who eats dog?

"DOG? PINE OIL!" I exclaimed.

"What do you eat?" She asked looking confused.

"Well for breakfast I have cereal or pan cakes and occasionally waffles."

"What is that? Carel and cake?"

"Nono... Its cereal and pan cake."

"Well, whatever it is. You don't get that here, you don't have to eat it if don't want it. Ill have it instead." She said looking puzzled.

"Sure go ahead."

WOW! She is one hell of a girl. She eats like a pig and its not a good sight when she eats, she's an animal or a cannibal. Time passed and so did days. But I still remained wondering where I am. I had thought too much and it was annoying.I had to ask faith to tell me.

"Faith!"

"Yes?"

"Can we talk?"

"About?"

"Well, i-i have these questions running around in my head."

"Really? Let's see what these questions are."

"Where am I?"

"In my house"

"No! Can you please be serious about it. Where is this place? Where is the path you walked through? Can you help me find my way back?"

she walked off but this time I wasn't willing to let her go. I grabbed her hand and asked her, "can you please help me out? Please faith, I have to get back to.. to.. t-to.."

What was happening to me? Where did I want go? I was too busy wondering where I was, I forgot where I wanted to get back or who I wanted to see. I tried hard to remember but nothing came back. I could just remember walking through this woods.

"Please let me go xey. I can't do anything."