18. In A Deep Dark Forest

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Jean Gregory  Evans

Franklin, North Carolina, United States

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© Jean Gregory Evans
Canon PowerShot SX20, Roxio Photosuite 10

This Is a Work of Fiction

18. After Lizawhite decided to scratch some cover over the doo, and did, she walked away slowly. Then she ran. She ran fast. She wanted to leave that mess she had made far behind (no pun intended).

She ran and she ran until she stopped. Still feeling a tiny bit ill, but very much better than before, and hearing no more rumblings from below, she took a look around. This didn’t look familiar at all. No, not at all! “Was this place filled with trees? Was this a forest?? Was this the dreadful forbidden Deep Dark Forest?? Oh, dear”, she thought. “I think I’ve lost my way.” Then she used her little bird brain and thought logically, as birds actually do. She let her little bird brain automatically point her toward home.

She turned her face to where her tail had been (again) and ran back to her trail that led back home. She ran out of the forest just in time.

When she paused and looked back through the trees, she heard sounds. The wind in the pines was not alone. An owl hooted a hoot, a coyote howled and another yipped. A bear growled a low growl and a bobcat gave a call. A rattlesnake gave a warning rattle, a fat squirrel chittered and a chipmunk squeaked. Lizawhite marched herself toward home. Glancing over her shoulder from time to time and glancing over the other shoulder the other times, she worriedly marched herself toward home. She was beginning to wonder if she could make home.

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