Chapter 1: Small Things

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     Daylight's glow came slowly over the green hills, and with it came the singing of the birds and the frantic rush of the little critters that could be found anywhere from the ground all the way up in the treetops, and most noticeably, the loud chirping of numerous grasshoppers everywhere.

     Frost covered the grass all over the meadow, which was to be expected in late Spring's chilly mornings, though, that meant one thing was going to be known for the rest of the day. It was going to be a hot day; and, unfortunately for the season, one particular young lady loathed hot days.

     She opened her window in hopes of cooling down her heating room, but the moment she did, she sneezed harshly. Oh, yes, she seemed to have forgotten already. It was still pollen season.

     She sighed as she wiped her nose with her index finger. She didn't even bother getting ready for the day, knowing she wasn't going out today. Not that it made any difference regardless since her home was in good distance of any other, one of the reasons her days were usually spent alone, distance giving her few chances to make friends. Not having many people to do things with or to talk to didn't bother her so much, though she feels it should sometimes. It's not that she had a dislike for people, oh no, quite the contrary; she truly wanted people in her life she could trust and talk to, in fact, there are few things she wanted more. It's just that sometimes it doesn't seem worth the pressure of starting the friendship. She thought too much of what she may be saying wrong and overthought everything, it was nearly impossible for her to enjoy the presents of others. Spring was especially hard for her, because, while every other child and adolescent are outside, enjoying the nice weather and beautiful atmosphere, she couldn't walk outside at all without sneezing so much, her nose hurt. It didn't help that this also happened to be a very hot day. At least she knew she wasn't the only one unhappy now.

     She had closed the window, deciding that allergies were worse than heat. She was able to find things to do for a little while, but it wasn't hard to get bored in her mostly empty home.

     She hadn't worry long, though, as a small squirrel-like creature caught her attention outside of the window. She was so perplexed by the little creature as she'd never seen such a small squirrel-like critter. Why, it was so small, she was sure it would very easily fit into the palm of her hand. Suddenly, she gasped as she created a completely new idea. A pet is what she needed! Animals don't judge, and they are completely loyal and trustworthy. A pet is a friend she could have!

     She slowly walked to her window, frightening them being the last thing she wanted. The critter didn't move from where it was, fortunately, and looked just as curious as the girl did.

     She gave them a wave and a smile when she made it to the window, very happy the animal wasn't frightened of her. Maybe she would finally make a friend today! She had hoped for a friendly response back, but the creature only gave her the same curious look. She sighed as she looked down at her hands resting on the window stand. If she was going to do this, she was going to have to be in closer contact, even if it might cause a stuffy nose.

     She immediately regretted her decision, because, as soon as she opened the window, the critter took off running.

     "No! Wait!" she gasped, the large dose of air causing her to cough. She climbed out of her window in a heartbeat and started chasing the animal. She continued sneezing along the way, sometimes faltering her running pace.

     "Where did you go?" She frowned. Soon enough, she lost them completely, but she continued to search for them, though it was highly unlikely she would be able to find them in such a vast forest. "Oh, you don't have to hide from me!"

     "Well, if you insist." The girl almost screeched from the unexpected noise. It was coarse and gravelly, though she could still tell it was a woman. She hastily looked around for the direction of the voice but saw no one. She held her hands close to her chest nervously and could feel her own blood rushing from her face and her heart beating from fear. She lost her own voice in the process.

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