Day 1
I am trudging bare foot around Rocky Mountains, searching for someone, just one person. I haven't seen a real person for years, I don't
even know what I look like. I am lost in this confusing earth, only the one bird that rarely flies above my head. I dream of seeing a palace filled with folk that look up to me and bow down at my presence. I know I can make life better for myself, I will find that palace, I will find those folk, I will find my precious future. I want to take part in life, I want to mean something to someone. I know I'm in the middle of nowhere and I'll probably never be found but it'll keep me fit and healthy if I walk. I have a house, well used to. I had a dad and two brothers that teased me and pelted me with insults. They teased me even more because I was mums favourite. She cared for me and lovingly nursed me when I was ill but I had no care for her or the rest of them. Eventually I got sick of them all and ran far out of the tiny village until I was at the banks of a long river, I trudged my way through it then carried on my steady running pace. I came to rocky plains, mountains with snow on the tips that glistened when the morning sun shone around. And I know no more, I feel like I was in a trance from then onwards. My story I am writing is about my change of life (If I have one). I need to start plodding on again, my arm is starting to hurt from leaning hard against a sharp piece of rock and it's neary morning...
Um... Hi! It's pitch black outside, I didn't wright up day 2, forgot!
YOU ARE READING
A life worth living
AdventureThis book is about a boy who has a big change in life, living in a beautiful cottage with a family to walking the rocky plains day and night. Where does his future finish?
