I thought that maybe I should put something up. If you guys like it, I'll put up the rest. If not...Ah well. I'll just have to work hard to get better! >8D
Adalyn Miwake wrapped her arms around her chest and smiled at the canvas of trees above her. She shuffled her way down a path through the woods behind her house. Stumbling through the multicolored leaves that coated the walkway, she spied a small dog with a white coat and reddish-brown spots.
"Well hello, little puppy. You lost?" She asked. The dog yipped once, then disapeared in the trees. "Pup, where are you going?" Adalyn cried and dashed after it.
She followed the sound of the dog's surprisingly loud bark and eventually saw it sitting expectantly in front of a lone oak tree in the middle of a clearing.
"Little puppy, was that a game? Little puppy, have you no shame?" She rhymed jokingly. She put her hands on her hips in a motherly pose. "Come now. Enough is enough. It's getting chilly out and your owners are probably worried sick over you!" She walked over and tried to scoop him up into her arms, but the little puppy vanished before her eyes, like it just winked out of exsistance. Adalyn blinked three times and leaned against the tree.
"I'm seeing things...Maybe thats why mom told me not to take my allergy medication with Pepsi...But he was so real...And he led me here. What is so special about this tree...?" She straightned and put a hand to the tree, but it didn't connect to bark. Her hand went into a large hole that was covered with a veil of moss. Her fingers brushed against something that felt like human flesh.
Her eyes widened and hands went clammy. Sweat beaded her upper lip and forehead. "Oh no, please, no..." She whispered. Adalyn slowly pulled the moss away and...
Instead of the human body parts she had expected, she saw a light brown leather book with a gold clasp on the side and an elegant N written in gold on the front.
"Oh, it's just a book." She pulled it out of the hole and, clutching the book to her chest, glanced around for the dog.
"He's gone. Maybe I really did just imagine him." She shook her head and marched back home.
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