Belle’s POV
One hour later…
At this point in time, I am now more desperate than I have very been in my life-for food, water, and shelter. The sun is at its highest now, which means that its harmful rays are now beating down on me with all its resent.
I thought that this would be easy-that it was just one straight path down the road. But now I’ve wandered off, so far from the main road that I don’t even know where I am, not that I didn’t know where I was before, but now I’m even more lost.
There is no point in crawling, since there is no one around. So, I make my best efforts to stand up, but that proves to be much harder than I anticipated. After several attempts, I manage to wobble my way to who-knows-where… I figured that eventually, I would end up somewhere; I just had to keep traveling.
Later….
My legs are weak and wobbly and my head is aching from lack of food, but I continue to trudge through the grass. In fact, my head hurts so much that I think I’m hallucinating.
When I’m finally at the top of a hill…
About a quarter of mile away, just down below, there are two tall figures standing next to a large truck.
Is that? It can’t be…it is! People! Maybe they can help me!!!
I finally feel hopeful, when a haunted thought arises.
But what if…
Why would there be two people…in the middle of nowhere…
What if…
Then I ever so faintly hear a voice….from about a quarter a mile away…
“That’s her.”
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P.S. sorry my last chapter was so short. I might edit it later…
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Teen FictionLife is never perfect, that is something everyone learns. A certain little girl's life has lead her to believe that life is otherwise. This could be because her life is perfect and it stays that way for years, until the worst happens. In other words...
