I lay in the cold, muddy dirt by the lake. Shadowy figures blocked my view. I watched as they tore into my body, scratching and clawing. I could've called out.
But I didn't.
I could've fought back
But I didn't.
I could've done anything
But I lay perfectly still.
I thought about my book, laying opened on the dock. I thought about the streak of blood leading to wear I lay. I thought about what 6 year old me was going to do about the upcoming project in Social Studies. I thought about if I'd even live to turn it in.
I hear a hiss as the shadowy figures part and a new one walks into a view. It's a mountain lion. I see its eyes, a beautiful rich purply blue. It smells my face, it purred quietly. Before I was left in darkness, the only thing in my mind was those eyes.
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The Days I Wish I Had
AdventureFrom far away Clementine's family looks like a perfect one. Well, at least in the family pictures. However, anyone who really knows them knows that their past is full of turmoil. Clementine did all the work for her family, she always had and she alw...
