Chapter 7

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I made a circle from the rocks and made it into a firepit with the twigs. The moon was staring to come out, and my survival camp was almost done. I had some grass woven into sleepmats, I had a fire and I had a tent in the making I had leaves tightly woven together and a wooden frame was in the making. Once I placed the leaves on the frame I stirred up the fire and laid on my leaf mat. I looked over at Sparrow she was shaking, and mumbling, and sweating. She was having a nightmare!

I get up and go over to her scoop her up in my arms and gently rock her from side to side saying "It's ok. You'll be fine." She stopped shivering. Then she buried her head in my chest and said "Thank you Jay." I held her closer, and she was so cold, I said "Your Welcome. Do you want me to hold you? Or do you want a blanket?" She mumbled out "Don't put me down your warm." She curled up some more.

I softly laughed and brushed her hair out of her eyes. She has had a long day I'll let her rest. After a day full of unknown she looked fine, she looked so calm, so beautiful, and happy. She wanted me to hold her. The thought of her in my arms made me happy. I don't know why but the thought of me with her made me happy. I feel asleep with her curled up in my arms and me thinking of how she might like me. I knew deep down she liked me but I doubted it. If she was so ready to be a rebel there had to be a reason and I hoped that I was a part of it.

(Sparrows point of view starts next)

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