In the early forest morning

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"Man, to think I start every day like this. I'm so lucky!" The stream flows ever so peacefully, gently splashing up against the small stones that I always use to cross over, making an occasional sploosh as the birds chirp in the high trees. When I cross over the small stream, a deer gallops it's way by, seeming to hurriedly dance across the grass, heading to who knows where, doing who knows what. The sun peeks it's bright eyes through the tree tops, gently kissing the flowers below me that were beautifully freckled with tiny water droplets from the late night rain. I'm almost there, the place I love to escape the world and all of it's problems, where I could let my thoughts the flow freely without someone shushing me or demanding my wrong being. Reaching my destination, I marveled at the beautiful safe haven that my dad made me before he died. It was a classic tree house, but the twist about this one was that the trees branches reached around the tree houses sides, like hands caressing a newborn child. I climbed the now old rope ladder, humming on my way. The scent of the candles inside my tree house filled the air around me, and I was entranced into a daze of happy memories with my dad, like fishing together at the creak, the time we surprised mom with a new dress, and when My dad and I taught the village kids archery. These memories always bring me out of the world, so much that I forgot where to place my freaking foot on the next step of the ladder. I yelped as my foot slipped through the gap in between the steps, and I toppled backward, my leg being caught in the ladder, and me upside down. I groaned in pain and frustration as I dangle there, my beige, hand made shirt now slinking down, showing my stomach. I kept trying to get back up, but nothing worked. I then decided there was only one way to get out without damaging the ladder..... "HELP! PLEASE HELP ME IM STUCK! HELLOOOO? HELP!" ..... nothing, great. Am I really gonna be stuck here until my mom nearly has a heart attack and sends Katsuki to come and get me? Katsuki was the only guy me and my mother trusted, he says he only comes to help us out because of my mothers famous cherry pie, but I know he's got a soft spot for animals. I remember one time I caught him petting a rabbit and smiling, SMILING! Usually, you can only break a smile out of him when you want to challenge him, but even then he STILL looks like he wants to kill you. So, I do the only thing that I can. I slump my shoulders and admit defeat, waiting for Bakugou to come and get me.

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