Short Stories

The Forest Walk

I walk through the green colored forest, the same color, green, only surrounding me. Along with he sounds of a small breeze, the leaves bristling in the wind, the grass crunching softly beneath my big feet. Of course, I don't have 'big feet' it's just considered big compared to everyone else in my age range.

Excuse me, where are my manners? My name is Ethan Scott. I have short and shaggy brown hair, I dyed the tips of my bangs a dark green, symbolizing the nature. My eyes are green, lucky mean, considering I basically live in the forest. I'm tall for my age, I like to think of myself as a tree. I am currently fifteen. I have light pale skin, I've already passed my acne phase, so clear as well. Though I do have a fair amount of freckles scattered throughout my body, but mostly on my face, the bridge of my nose, slowly spreading to my cheeks.

Finishing my intro, I am walking towards my home, which you need to go through a forest to get to. I live in a cabin in the woods, not too big of a deal, my family are just like people in the city, only we live in the outdoors, not using much electronics. I like to spend my time out on the roof at night, admiring the many bright stars.

I swing open the door to my wooden home, then close the door gently behind me. I walk through our small kitchen, a table with five chairs, and a high chair to the side. I then walk past out living room, seeing my younger sister watching TV. She was usually climbing trees, playing dolls while sitting on a branch. "Hey Lilly." I greeted her as I began to walk up the stairs.

"Yeah, bye Ethan." She rolls her eyes, watching me walk up the stairs, purposely making my steps loud.

"Mom, dad!" I yelled, seeing them playing another game of foosball. Mom turns to look at me, which makes dad allow a score. She groans and begins to play again, ignoring me. I chuckle, then walk towards my room which is the last room down the hall.

I pass my older brother's room, in a couple of days, it would be his birthday, which would mean he'd be turning nineteen. I stood at his door as I watched him play a first person shooter game. He was never really playing games, he was always outside hunting with his group of friends since he was about Lilly's age, which is six, Sam and Adrien.

Now I finally walk into my room, simply grabbing a small over the shoulder satchel. I equip the iten, wrapping it over my shoulder, then run back outside of my house.

I grab all the different types of leaves, putting them into the satchel gently. I found a nice dark black rock, and I toss all the leaves out, replacing it with the newly found rock.

After awhile of walking around, I've grown bored. I slid my butt off of the branch of the tree, landing onto my feet, the force making me tumble. I almost fall, but I stuck my hands out for balance, saving me from my falling doom. I put a hand onto the mini bag that is hanging by my thigh, I gently pat it as I walk back home.