I would like to thank those who have followed my story and have posted comments. I love the feedback and honestly I would like to thank you for returning to read my fiction. I have been on a "hiatus" for a long time and I feel like I have let you down. I wanted to pick up this story again now that I have more time. I look at my e-mail every day and seeing readers still follow this story after not posting for a long time has really put a smile on my face and given me a motivation to make time for this. I love a good story every once and awhile to get away from it all and I hope mine will do that for you. Or give you something to smile about. I love to read and after a few boring books I decided I would get much more fulfillment writing my own plot that trying to finish a book that just makes me cringe.
I'm just an amateur writer who is in love-LOVE-LOVE with Scotland. It is my dream to visit. I once did a presentation in French about Shetland ponies. It was the funniest thing, because I think everyone else thought I was saying Sh!tland. They are so cute. Google them.
Anyways, I digress. I hope you enjoy my story. I will be updating it more often.
I have edited all past chapters since I felt like I should, so feel free to re-read them and if you don't want to that is fine, nothing has changed plot-wise.
Peace and Love ❤
She woke up from a sudden chill.
Her hands went to reach for her blanket, however, she felt the rough touch of what should have been her mattress. As sudden burn from a jabbing pain shot up her leg and she opened her eyes only to find herself outside, surrounded by trees.
Where am I?
She sat up yawning and stretching her arms. At the feel of extending her legs, she was reminded of the uncomfortable pain.
Is that a tree branch?
The sky was a light purple turning into day. She looked around but saw nothing upon hills and hills and more trees.
She stood in her flannel pajama pants and oversized sweatshirt, embracing the soft feel of the grass under her bare feet. She rubbed her eyes hoping she had not yet awaken from her dreamy haze.
But her heart was pulsating quicker by the moment as fear filled her thoughts.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" she called out on instinct. She heard no response besides the singing of birds.
"Is this a joke? A prank?" she laughed, "You guys got me. You can take my embarrassing picture for the yearbook now."
She repeated calling out over and over, louder and louder, but there was no one in sight. She moved wherever her legs would carry her, anywhere really, hoping to see some sign of familiarity to relieve her anxiousness. As panic spread throughout her body, she felt tears burn at the edges of her eyes.
Then she heard something.
Heavy thudding from a distance.
It was neither a car, nor a plane.
Sounds of large animals approached and with much speed, too.
Her legs ran before she could think twice and she sprinted towards the sound in desperation.
She raced towards them only to find out that that was the worse decision she could have ever made.