chapter 4

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I came across a small deserted cave with a few leaves and branches scattered along the ground, scooping them up into my arms and made myself a mini uncomfortable bed. That night it took me forever to fall asleep, 1. because I was in an unknown place, 2. The bed I was sleeping in now was a lot more uncomfortable than my usual bed and 3. I horribly missed my family!

AAARGH I truly wished I hadn't taken my family for granted. I curled into a ball and sobbed, I sobbed for my family and for how bad I felt and before I knew it I was asleep.

That night I awoke screaming with excruciating pain in my stomach, "STOP!" I screamed, "STOP!" the pain hurt too much, it was too much, I wanted it to "STOP!" I started squirming on the cold stone ground my arms wrapped around my legs as I kept sobbing to myself, "stop, stop, please stop", the pain was too much I just wanted to give up, because what was the point, what was the point in living?, I stumbled across the ground looking for something sharp, and not to long later I had found something; a stick, it probably wouldn't hurt me bad, but it would not damage, I lifted the stick high above my arm about to slam it down, then I stopped, I stopped just as the stick was about to hit my arm, FAMILY, Pheebie came into my head and so did my parents, I had to keep going for them, for THEY stuck by me through all my problems no matter what, they didn't reject me for who I was they loved me! I had to find them, but I had to get rid of the pain and there was no way it was going to go away while I was awake, so I focused on the pain on my stomach until it was so unbearable and I fainted. 1 Day Later

I awoke at dawn that day the pain was gone I sat up and groaned, looked around me, then remembered where I was, quickly jumped out of my 'bed' and out of the cave to find breakfast.

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Those berries I had yesterday should do me fine, I thought and just as I was about to pick them I realized that the stomach-ache I had yesterday was probably caused by those berries, so I turned on one foot and marched to find something else to eat.

Walking around a forest was never fun because you never knew what was behind each corner or tree and that was what scared me, not knowing what was coming next. as I was walking, I looked up and found a few MANGO TREES! I squealed with excitement; I was going to eat something that I knew about!

So, on my way with a few mangos in my bag, I went looking for my family.

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