>waiting for spring< (open for anyone)
Mar 16, 2011 7:20:43 GMT -5
Post by Nocturnal on Mar 16, 2011 7:20:43 GMT -5
I squat down in the tall, yellowing grass. The rough bark rubs against my back, as I watch one of the figures obviously consider something. One of them turns in her direction. "Who's there?" she shouts. My eyes widen in shock, I thought I had been hidden!! My blue eyes reflect my surroundings, the grass, the girls, and the great blue sky. Her head snaps towards me, and homes in.
I hold my breath, and think of home. I have to get home.. They were waiting for me. I started slinking away, hoping that I could go unnoticed. I could probably get my daily worth somewhere else, and somewhere safer. A small blueish mocking-jay darts over my head, and lets out a small squabble of song. She blinks, and squints her eyes against the harsh wind.
Her thin black jacket clings to her slight frame, and she closes her hand. Her long snow-white nails dig into her hand. She shivers, and clutches her cotton sweater. I...Can't...Freaking...Wait...For spring... She gives out a small cough, and then a larger fit starts to rack her body. She falls to the ground, and everything turns black.
I hold my breath, and think of home. I have to get home.. They were waiting for me. I started slinking away, hoping that I could go unnoticed. I could probably get my daily worth somewhere else, and somewhere safer. A small blueish mocking-jay darts over my head, and lets out a small squabble of song. She blinks, and squints her eyes against the harsh wind.
Her thin black jacket clings to her slight frame, and she closes her hand. Her long snow-white nails dig into her hand. She shivers, and clutches her cotton sweater. I...Can't...Freaking...Wait...For spring... She gives out a small cough, and then a larger fit starts to rack her body. She falls to the ground, and everything turns black.
