Part 14

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Red and yellow leaves floated to the ground like paper planes.  The grass was no longer green, but like always, the barrens were anything but barren.  In fact, it was the only place where Richie didn't despise fall, where he could see the beauty in the season.

"Found anything else?" asked Eddie, holding a green pencil box that held three chirping crickets.

"Not yet."

"Maybe we have enough." Eddie said.

"No way!"  Nobody's gonna notice three crickets!" Richie argued.

So, they continued searching.  The two walked through the forest with trees the same colors as the sun.  It was beautiful, really.  Richie looked around, admiring all the different hues.  For a second, he faintly realized that he'd never really looked at the barrens.

He'd never taken time to take in the beauty of the place, but Richie just wasn't that kind of person.  It felt peaceful though, looking up at the trees.  Only a few golden rays of sunlight peeked through the leaves.  It was like having a blanket above you.  Richie took a deep breath.

Suddenly, he heard a high-pitched scream.  Richie whipped his head around quickly to see Eddie screaming and covered in crickets.  A log behind him had been rolled over.  That was where the crickets were coming from.  Immediately, Richie started to crack up.

Eddie seemed to be frozen in fear.

"What happened?" Richie yelled to Eddie.

"I tried to look under this fucking log!  And the crickets-" he began before continuing to screech.

Richie ran over to Eddie and stole the pencil box from his hands.  He then put ten crickets in the box, grabbed Eddie's arm, and started to run.

After some running, the two found a resting spot. Eddie took 3 big puffs of his inhaler as Richie sat down on the grass.

"Holy shit." He wheezed.

Eddie's voice shook as if it were going to break.

"Hey," said Richie, holding up the box, "We got the crickets."

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Richie walked into his room, and sat the pencil box on his dresser.  For a second he looked at it, unsure of where to keep them.  They were basically stacked on top of one another and wouldn't survive until the morning in that box.

So, Richie decided he was going to make them a habitat.  He gathered sticks and leaves and put them in a Tupperware container with breathing holes cut into the lid.

"Great," he thought "Now I have crickets in my room." 

Needless to say, he didn't get much sleep that night.

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