To Find A Shelter

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Della's POV:
Day 1

"Ahh!" I yelp sitting up. Oh my gosh!That was probably the worst nightmare ever! Someone had tried to drown me. It was so real. I was walking across a side walk and next thing I know I am in water being pushed down. Izzy must of woken up by my yelp because she was sturring and starting to sit up.

"Della, are you ok? I heard you yelp and woke up. What happened?" I guess I had a horrified expression on my face because Izzy's eyes were wide and she was leaning away from me.

"It was just a stupid nightmare. It's alright. Go back to bed. What time is it?

"4:30 in the morning." I laugh.
"What? What is it?" Izzy asks.

"Luckily its not 3:43! The creepy girl ghost!" I tell her in my spooky voice. She laughs.

"Thanks for reminding me!" She says sarcastically.
"Well now I won't be able to get to sleep for the rest of the night. How will we use the restroom?" I stare at her.

"Walk out into the woods," She says plainly, like it isn't weird.
"While listening to owls hoot, coyotes call and the once in a while snicker of murderers lurking around," She doesn't laugh.

"Della, you never know. There are such thing as murders.." I stare at her as she provides an example. "Like that ginger haired guy, the one Paul hit with his straw wrapper?"

"When did Paul become like that? It's not like him..." I fall silent, so does she. I quickly think of a change of topic.
"So, hows Shaylee? I remember you and her walking out into the woods a couple times for her to puke. I'm getting really worried about her." At that moment a owl hoots and I jump up a mile.
"I am seriously scared of everything. What if a murderer does come? Even when I'm at home, I am still scared of every sound."

"Oh calm down. It's your mind playing tricks with you." Next thing I know Shaylee is sitting up. She is crying.
"Shay are you ok?" Izzy asks her sister. She shakes her head but doesn't speak. She motions with her hands gesturing that she was gonna throw up.

"I'll go get her some medicine." I say starting to leave the tent but Izzy grabs my hand.

"We aren't allowed to go to the guys tents, even for medicine. You know that." 

"I'm doing it for Shay. Also it's in my dads and Wesleys tent. They'll understand." She nods her head, hesitantly agreeing with me.

I leave the tent and half way over to my dads tent I see Paul walking back.
"Paul!" I sorta yell-whisper. He saw me but he rolled his eyes and started to walk away fast.
"PAUL COME HERE! Shay is sick again!" I try not to shout. He finally turns around and walks over, groaning.

"Paul, I need you to go to your tent and get some pepto bismol for Shay then bring it back to me right here. Got it?" I ask as if talking to a little boy. He sorta is anyways.

"Ok." he finally says.

"Thank you! Now hurry up." I watch as he runs off to his tent. It's only a couple meters away. They wanted the guys and girls tents far apart from each other.

After thirty minutes have passed I get worried. Maybe I should go check on him. The sun is starting to rise.

"Della what are you doing? Shay has puked like twenty-hundred times since you left." I turn around and give her a skeptical look.
"Maggie is taking care of her." She assures me. I nod and inform her on my current situation.

"I saw Paul on the way and asked him to get it but he never returned. Can you come with me to the tent?"

"Sure," She murmurs, "Lets go." We start walking and we finally get to their tent.

"Pa, Wesley? Anyone?" I whisper into their tent.

Then I see someone sit up, they come to the zipper of it. It is Wesley.

"Wesley! Wheres Paul?" I ask him and he looks back into the tent.

"Not here why?" Oh no! What happened to him. Did he go the wrong way or back to the wrong tent?

"Shay got sick again. I saw Paul along the way to your tent..." I try to explain.
"I asked him to come here to get some medicine." Wesley stares at me as I continue to ramble.
"Then he didn't come back a couple minutes and Izzy found me, then we came here. Where is he?" Wesley shrugs before standing up and stepping out of the tent.

"Stay here you two. I'm gonna go to Ralph's tent and see if he is there." Right then my dad comes out and he asks whats going on. I tell him everything and he tells me and Izzy to go back to our tent to see if we meet Paul on the way back.

"Izzy, do you think Paul is lost?" She looks at me, giving me her undivided attention.
"It was still dark when he left. I'm worried. Paul might be annoying but he is like a little brother to me even if he doesn't think I am friend." I am twisting my fingers and looking around.

"Della, he most likely went to Ralphs tent and was too lazy to go back to his own. He'll be fine." Even while she says that she looks as nervous as me.

"I hope you're right..." I mumble back to her as we open the flap to our tent. Suddenly, I remember something, "Did you remember to bring the Pepto Bismol?" I ask her.

"Yeah, it was outside the tent." She responds.
"Maybe Paul went to get it then dropped it. Because seeing that it was just laying outside of the tent and not in a bag or anything... It could mean he grabbed it." I nod and crawl into the tent, and over Nelia. I yawn, growing tired.

"Izzy, I forgot how tired I was. I am going to pass out. You can help Shay if you want to... But I'm too tired." I tell her. Izzy nods, before stepping out to help Shay and I lay back down to go to sleep. My mind goes blank and exhaustion washes over me and before I know it, I am out.

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Its's Della here. Second chapter I wrote. Its hard to find good words and things to add next. Izzy will be writing the next chapter which will start on day 1. I hope everyone likes what we have wrote so far. Our days we most likely update will be on the weekends or Wednesday's.

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