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Needle and Thread
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  • WpView
    Reads 343
  • WpVote
    Votes 33
  • WpPart
    Parts 4
  • WpHistory
    Time 28m
Ongoing, First published Jan 13, 2015
Smirking, I knew someone is here with me. Lost. Like me. I thought guys had a sense of direction? I let out a psst sound. His footsteps stopped, I counted. Three, two, one. "Who's there?" Fear was clearly oozing out his voice.

I watched him as he walked just beneath the branch I was sitting on. Thinking that I was also afraid, I stopped fooling around and decided to show myself. I let my upper body hang again, leaving my legs to keep me from falling. His back was facing me so I muttered a "hey."

And that was when he lost it. He screamed louder than a mother giving birth, and it was higher than a head tone.


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18 parts Complete

'"What are you doing here?!" I scolded. "What are you doing here?!" Hunter said. "You didn't answer my question!" I said to him. He looked at me and I knew what was coming next. He suddenly turned from furious to comforting. "What's is this place?" He whispered and opened his arms. I examined him cautiously before breaking and running into his arms. I cried against his strong build. He stroked my hair and whispered repetitively, "Its ok. I'm here now. Don't worry. I'm all yours."' Everyone has to start somewhere. My life started without a dad. People change their minds and people make mistakes. My mom did just that when she left me at four years old with my Great Aunt Lorie. I know where my mom lives, but I wish I didn't. Don't get me wrong, I still love her to death, but sometimes...forgiveness...is hard to give out...to everyone. 'I jumped over the river that I had never crossed before. I heard my mom calling my name behind me, but I ignored her. Tears streamed down my face. Now, on the other side of the river, I was in a forest, jumping over logs and fallen tree trunks, pushing leaves out of my face. I stopped when I finally felt fully isolated. I sat down on a small rock and cried and cried and cried. I guess this is where I will stay for now. I guess these are just my woods for now. Just my woods for now.'