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Chapter 1: Cold Reality
Any other day, Bethany Ray would have strode proudly through the front door. She would have plopped down at the kitchen table, a Pepsi in her hands, celebrating for how close the end of school was. But today, she struggled to the front door with her extra load of school books, lodging her key into the door and then sulking inside.
“Mom?” She called, her voice throughout the house. She rolled her eyes and called out again.
No one was home. There was a note on the dining room table explaining that her mom was out shopping and would be home soon. Beth walked upstairs and hurried into her room. She dumped her back-pack in a corner and took off her shoes. Beth sat upon here bed, gloomily staring over pictures of friends from the past years that were taped upon the wall. She bit her lip and held back tears.
Releasing another sigh, she lay across her bed, waiting. Beth pulled out book and flipped through the pages, her stomach beginning to growl. Finally, the sound of a jingling door-knob rang throughout the house, and she sat up. Wiping the tears out of her eyes that had sneaked out, she stood up and went over to her dresser. Beth looked in the mirror. She studied her long, strawberry-blonde hair and green eyes, which were a little red around the edges. Her pale skin was hidden by a blue sweater and a tank top underneath. Her hair was in a braid, and she pulled it out, letting her now-wavy hair slink down to her waist.
Taking a deep breath, Beth put on her best mask of happiness, and trudged to the kitchen. Once she flew down the extensive flight of stairs, she smiled. Mrs. Ray had just walked in, groceries in hand.
“Would you mind helping me sweetie? There’s more in the trunk.”
Beth nodded briefly, and hurried outside to finish the task. She stopped at the porch, and took in the beautiful forest scenery that she would never forget. It would always create an ache in her heart as she thought of all the trees and hiding places and cute little animals she would be leaving behind. You see, the reason that Beth was so upset about the last day of school is because in exactly one week and three days, she and her mother would be leaving the lush forest of Montana to the big, dusty, hot state of Texas.
Beth sighed. She glanced at the old car with it’s trunk open, begging to be relieved of the heavy groceries it had lugged all the way from town, and then to the woods, it’s cedar and oak looking so welcoming, almost begging her into it’s wonderfully cool shade, whistling of birds, and peacefully flowing creak. She bit her lip and put on an anxious face. Taking a deep breath and shaking her head, Beth went to retrieve the groceries.
Chapter 2: The Tree House
After Beth and Mrs. Ray had taken two trips to the car, the groceries were stowed in the pantry or refrigerator, probably for the last time. Opening a can of pop, Beth sipped quietly at the table as she watched Mrs. Ray cook dinner. She had to smile at her mom’s clumsy handling of the ingredients for grilled cheese and tomato soup, and every now and then giggled. Mrs. Ray glancing back and smiled too, for this didn’t happen very often these days. She hadn't smiled much since her father's disappearance. Most of Beth’s actions were unconscious, being tied up in thought all the time. It is truly a poor way to suffer. And now it was added to by the small aspect of moving.
But to Beth it wasn’t so small, and she mourned over her beautiful and magnificent home. To her it wasn’t a bunch of trees, but a wonderland, a secret place where only she could find joy in. To her, there was no other place she could ever call home.
