"What? How?" I yell.
"Sh! We don't have much time to get back. Time is our enemy right now. " Rush says, his eyes on the sky.
"Ok. Go get your stuff." I laugh.
"Ok. Come on." He says.
"Guys, Hazel? Jax?" I say.
They are nowhere near where they were behind me. I start to panic again, until I hear laughing coming from near the berry bush.
"Yea?" They both giggle.
"Come on, we're going home." I yell.
They come running across the clearing, full speed.
"Let's go." I say when they make it to us.
I turn away and run towards the road we came in on. We trudge though the wood, watching where we step, but never seem to find the road.
"Did we miss calculate?"I ask Rush.
"No. It should be right ahead."
I move a branch from in front of me to find a very long and vast clearing. It as least stretches several miles. Little chunks of road are imbeaded in the ground, obviously meaning that there was a road here at a point in time.
"What the-" Rush starts.
"Well guys, I think we found our road." I say to them all.
Rush seems the most surprised.
"But how did it just disappear?" He questions.
"Just like you said, things are changing, and not for the best." I reply.
"Well let's get home before something else weird happens." Jax says.
"Do you want the remote Rush, they have a complete map of the terrain?" I ask.
"Yeah. Sure."
I pass him the remote, and he looks over it quietly.
"Well? What are we waiting for?" I ask.
"Should I still go get my stuff? It would waist time though." Rush asks, more confused then ever.
"No. My mother has some old clothes from before my father was killed. They should fit you." I say.
I don't speak frequently of my father. He was a kind person, hardworking, and a loving father, but was killed many years back. It a work accident they told my mother. But I don't think it was an accident. I think it was done on purpose.
A memory slides into my mind, blocking out everything else.
When he died, my mother, cried for hours every day, and never left her room. Stayed their for weeks. Months maybe. I had to run the bakery on my own, feeding my siblings whom were only 2 months old and 9. I was only 12, but I couldn't let my family starve. She refused to eat, drink, and sleep. She wouldn't even touch her food. I had to make her eat. She just sat there, staring into space. She left me and my siblings alone.
I remember at times, I would beg her to snap out of it because we were starving. I would cry in her lap, scream at her to stop. I'd beg so much, but would get nothing. The bakery ran out of food, and with that, money. We were almost dead. That's when I learned to kill things in the woods.
At first it was only a few things I could catch, kill with rocks or kill with a knife. Like rabbits, squirrels, or small birds. But then I found an old gun that was my father's. I taught myself to shoot. After a while, I was able to kill deer with one shot. Then, after I was able to use a gun, I taught myself to shoot a bow. It took training, but I managed.
My moment of silence is interrupted by Rush.
"April? Are you ok?" Rush asks.
"Yeah. I'm ok." I say, shaking off the memory.
"Come on let's go before it gets to dark."
"Yeah. Let's go."
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City Lights (Book 1)
Science-Fiction***COMPLETED*** "Well done April. You have survived the first test" ••• April has always loved the city. Even from a distance, the luminous lights would draw her in. She alway wondered about it, and the people there. April enters the city on her si...
