*crunch crunch crunch* You can hear the leafs beneath my feet as I walk in the cold October air. I smile as I think of myself as little red riding hood with my cloak on, although not quite as red as the girls in the story. Walking through the woods by myself with a little wicker basket in hand. Though very peaceful I couldn't help but shutter at the thought of a big bad wolf appearing in my part of the story. Im only taking a walk through these woods. Im just exploring...I do hope im not trespassing on anyones property though...These woods are very foreign to me. *shrugs* why would they care if I put a few bits of nature into my basket? I walked for about 20 more minutes taking in the beautiful sceneries of fall. Orange and reds and crimson yellows everywhere. Little squirrels scurry past my feet with stuffed cheeks for the winter. *shiver* ooo its getting a bit colder. I should probably head back since its starting to get dark anyways. Suddenly a pesky squirrel jumps from beneath my feet! *ahhh! I gasped* I fell back on my hands, basket flying in the air and its items now scattered on the dirt ground. With a sigh and a frown I layed my head on the ground. I took a minute to just relax and study the sky, now beginning to darken with orange and red colors. As I was just about to get up I noticed smoke filter through the sky. It seemed to be very close...where could that be coming from though? Of course someone owns this land...but someone is living around such close knit trees? Hmmm. I quickly put my pretty pine cones and other nonsense items back into my basket and headed in the direction of the chimney smoke. I have some time to spare...maybe these people living in that direction have children of my age. I should afterall introduce myself to any neighbors since im new in the area. Yeah, mother will understand if Im a bit late to dinner...off I went in search of this mysterious house among the trees...
-part 2 coming soon! Please comment and share if you would like to read more.
~ KE
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
The Librarian.
Cerita Pendek"As I opened the heavy wooden door the smell of dusty books hits my nostrils. There amongst the walls of books stood a little old lady" ...
