Cio
School had just got out and I was on my trek home. I love home. It's nice and quiet. It was sprinkling and I had my umbrella up. I walked slowly, enjoying the warm rain. I had the present that my parents had given my from the day before. I took them out of my backpack and tried them on. They where a pair of civil war gloves worn by an officer or so. The were white and had gold details on the cuffs. They were awkwardly big. I tried to pick one up, but it fell into a puddle. I reached to grab it, but I didn't feel it. The puddle was small, no more than 3 feet big and wide. I stood back in shock of something I saw on the top of the water. I read the word 'help'.
Help? With what? I set my backpack down and leaned forward. An unusually big gust pushed me over into the puddle. Instead of falling into the puddle, like any other puddle, I fell through it. I found myself falling in the sunset. I could barely make out a small camp that was about a while's away. I flipped midair and caught a glimpse of some small wings on my back. I realized how close I was to the treetops and screamed. I crashed through some trees before getting thwacked and getting stuck on a large branch. That's all I really remember because I blacked out from the knock.
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Hope that's good. I think its a little confusing myself. Any comments or problems just let me know.
