Deep into the woods [yOya/Gaby] Aug 5, 2016 4:16:11 GMT -5
Post by Sleepy Fluttershy on Aug 5, 2016 4:16:11 GMT -5
Yesterday I woke up with this feeling - that something's missing, something's wrong. Because it is summer and I haven't done anything worth remembering yet. Every day was like the previous one: breakfast in the rubbish bin, reading in the street, coming home late in the evening. Nothing was changing. I'm totally okay with it, though, because I'm not even planning to go to school next year to talk to my classmates about summer, I will skip lessons again, like I always did... But this time something was different. This something was my age. I was fifteen. And I remembered that I wanted to go to the forest, when I turned fifteen. If I wanted to do this, it had to be done now, on summer holiday, when no one in my family cares, where I go and how I spend my days. At least my mother doesn't mind me going on long walks.
And now here I am, trying to wake myself up. Five o'clock in the morning. Everybody is still sleeping: my mom, my sister and my brother. I take a small piece of paper and write a short note for them: "Gone for a walk, won't be back till late evening". Now I have to decide, what to go with. Despite my spectacular survival experience, I barely know how to use a bow and arrows. And I don't have them, anyway. So I have to take something else. What is it going to be? I see a small knife on the table and put it in my pocket. I also have to go find some food to consume during the day. But there's no food at home, as usual. I go outside and shut the door quietly behind myself. After that, I head to my favourite trash pile and grab two burnt loafs of bread. Now I'm ready. Time to sneak out of the district. Freedom, here I come!
Only now I notice that the streets are empty and silent, like they had never been before. I haven't seen such a peaceful scenery for ages. The district is asleep, though it looks more like it's dead, like everyone left it forever. It was so quiet, that I could hear my own footsteps on the road. The fence is nearing already. I feel like I'm not running towards it, it's flowing itself slowly in my direction. For a moment, I think that maybe I don't want to do this anymore. I still have time to turn back... No, I don't. I look around. There are no Peacekeepers nearby and this place doesn't have any cameras... I know, I checked it all yesterday. It's safe. I can do this.
When I'm on the other side and my district stays behind, it gives me a feel, that thousands of eyes are watching me, millions of arms are stretching towards me from the inside to catch me and billions of Peacekeepers are shooting their guns at the place where I stand. I panick. I start running. Deep into the woods, the further the better. After about ten seconds of this rush I hide under a bush to catch my breath and pull the knife out of my pocket. It doesn't look that bad to me now. And I remember why I came here eventually. I have to find food. It's my goal and if I wish to reach it, I have to keep going deeper into the woods.
After five minutes of travelling into nowhere I fall. Just fall down, all of a sudden, without noticing, what the reason of my falling was. The worst thing is that I fall on my own knife and cut my leg. DAMN IT! I want to say it out loud, but I'm too afraid to break the silence. I sit down on the ground and inspect my wound. It's right above the knee. Deep, but I can live with it. How could I be that stupid? Have to look, where I'm going next time. I tear a piece from the bottom of my T-Shirt and bandage the leg. Now it feels better. I stand up and walk again. In about ten minutes I get this nagging feeling that someone's watching me. I slow down, then stop. Nothing. But the feeling doesn't leave me, so I turn around and see somebody. A boy. Right in front of me. I look pretty startled now, I think. I'm not the only one here. Who's this and what does he want from me? These thoughts send a shiver down my spine.