Cheri.
I looked around, the air around me tingling with the anticipation of a new day. Clouds of mist shrouded me in a cocoon of safety. As the sun came through the trees, casting orange rays through my cocoon; I felt uneasy, as if engulfed in flames. The birds began to chirp and I smiled, my eyes wide and my face tilted, embarrassing the warm sun.
"Cheri, Cheri, how are you?" Shrill voices called, shattering the peace. I laughed, I can't speak to birds; that's crazy. But they wouldn't stop-
"What are you doing?"
"Why are you here?"
"Where are you going?" They called after as I began to run. The cool air tearing at my skin like a thousand blades. Tears began to stream from my eyes and as I ran. I fell.
I held out my hands in front of me and with a crack I impacted the leafy earth. I looked around to see I was on the edge of a forest - a luscious green field field beheld me; glistening in the early sunrise. I grinned, nothing would find me here. I sat, leaning on a nearby tree to inspect my injuries.
My left arm was a bloody mess of grass and quickly congealing blood. 'Great' I thought as I tried to rub away the dirt with a scrap of torn shirt. There was quite a deep cut and through it poked a shattered piece of bone. As I tried to push back the bone, I retched; both the pain and the suddenly overwhelming smell of blood were too much.
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