HIGH SCHOOL IS A BITCH! (Excerpt)
HIGH SCHOOL IS A BITCH!
Written by McLeod
[: ONE :]
_ "Momma, catch me!" I shouted from atop the high tree branch, rays of sunlight streaming through the leaves leaving random areas of illumination upon my neck and back. My mother and father waited below, shielding their eyes against the sun's light with their paws.
My mother shouted up to me, her soft voice filled with apprehension. "Be careful, Coda! Please, don't hurt yourself, child!" My father chuckled as they searched for me in the thick foliage.
But, I was hidden quite well. I was a ninja, awaiting the opportune moment to strike. I was the wind, invisible to the eye of mortals. I was a child, and I was having too much fun on this lovely summer day.
With a joyous holler, I leapt from the thick limb, pushing through the dense barrier of leaves, twigs, and ripening apples. I was airborne for what seemed an eternity, wind rushing past my long ears as my parents (and the ground) rushed up at me. The force of gravity was a greedy thing.
My mother caught me at just the right moment, the both of us tumbling to the warm grassy ground. Apples thudded around us, though none of them made contact. I landed on top of Momma, her breath leaving her in an "Ompf!" I laughed merrily, wrapping my arms around her neck and giggling into her soft fur. My father was laughing his tail off, the deep booming sound causing me to giggle harder.
"Ha ha ha! That was fun, Momma! Can I do it again, huh? Huh? Daddy, you catch me this time!" I laughed as I hopped off of my mother's chest, grabbing her paw and tugging her to her footpaws. My father snuck up behind me and swooped me up into the cradle of his arms. He leaned his mouth down to the side of my throat and blew, making me squeal and wiggle with uncontrolled laughter.
"You should have been born a Bird, Son." My mother sighed happily as I began to scramble back up the tree's trunk..._
[: A NOTE FROM ME, MCLEOD! :]
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So, this is just an excerpt from the story I'm currently writing. No, I will not tell you want the entirity of it is, but you can get a pretty good idea from the tags I labeled it with. So, who's excited?
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Love,
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