Chapter 1

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Jerome

Tears welled up in my eyes. "Mommy.." My mother's body sat slouched up against a tree, an arrow in her side. Black blood dripped from her neck. "Jerome...you have to run." "Mommy, I'm scared." She glanced down. "It'll be ok. I'll always be here for you." She took my paw in hers, and kissed it. That's when I heard it. Arrows whizzing past my ear.

Everything happened so fast. I took one last look at my mother, and ran back into the woods, back into my treehouse. I climbed the oak ladder, and into my tiny tree house. I curled up into a ball, and prayed that the humans would just leave.

The ladder creaked. Someone was coming, and I had nowhere to go. I looked toward the opening, and accepted the same fate as my mother. Instead, of an armed human, a little boy stood looking at me.

"Hello", he said. I gave him a weary smile. He sat next to me and gave me a hug. "I'm Mitch." I looked at him. He didn't look like a bad person. He even looked around my age. He gave me a sad look. I saw what people did to your mom. I'm really sorry Fluffy." "It's ok", I said with a smile. Fluffy. I liked that.

He smiled at me. "Do you want to want to run away with me?", Mitch asked. I nodded. "Lets go", and we jumped out of the tree house.

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