In my spare time I like to write, so I've decided to post what I've been working on in this blog. I would love to hear your comments, as well.
Chapter 1
Running. That was the only thing on my mind. I could feel the soft dirt between my toes and the sticks stabbing my feet. Everything about this scene was d??j?? vu, but I couldn't figure out why. The trees zipped past me in a blur. I was afraid to turn around, but I had to know what was chasing me. I got a quick glance, but I couldn???t make out what they were. All I saw were three big brown figures. I knew my lungs would collapse soon, but I kept running as if my life was on the line ??? which is probably was. There was an opening in the trees, and I knew I would be safe if I could get to them. I couldn???t feel my legs anymore, and I could slowly feel them giving up the battle. There were about five strides between the opening and I. A tall figure was welcoming me; or, I hoped he was welcoming me. Suddenly there was a bright flash of light, and before I knew it, I was on the ground.
I jerked my head up, and hit my head on the shelf; that was at the foot of the bed. Rubbing my head, I glanced at the clock the said 3:47 A.M. in bright green numbers. It took me awhile to gather my thoughts, and separate what was real and what was fiction. Sighing in aggravation, I reorganized my bed. It was too early to be out and about in our huge house. I turned on my light and grabbed the book I started on last night. It doesn???t have a title, the only reason for that is so humans won???t read it, and find out more information about us. Grandma Galina had given it to me that last time she visited. She isn???t really my grandmother, but she is the closest thing any of us have to a grandmother, or a parent.
I tried to keep my eyes focused on the page, but I quickly dozed off. When I woke up again the clock read 11:23 A.M. I jumped out of bed, threw on some shorts and a tank top, and ran down stairs. On my way to the living room, I passed the kitchen and saw some strangers making sandwiches. Trying to be polite, I smiled at them, and the favor was given in return.
Jake, Jasper, and I allowed travelers to stay for however long they needed to. But, it isn???t like theses people are strangers; they are our kind. When I got to the living room, I saw Jake and Jasper watching a movie. I went over and sat down next to Jazz. ???Morning sleepy head,??? he told me, sm
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