Fiery Forest Chapt. 1: Preface
Ok, so, there's a another story I'm working on. This story is I wrote for Earth Day--I know it's past Earth Day, but whatever. Please rate, comment and enjoy!
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I guess you could call me a . . . "tree hugger". Yes, I love the forest. I think it's cool, and I always feel at home when I'm in the Lylock Woods in Frostburg, Illinois. It's a peaceful community-that much I can say. It's kind of a rural, secluded town that doesn't get much activity. Frostburg is a few miles down from one of the bigger towns, so we never run out of supplies, and we all ways have the best few of the stars-which is way cool. Other than that, it's a pretty dull town. But I'm ok with that.
But as I said, I love the forest, to walk in them and to just enjoy myself. They've always been my surreal world. So when our spectacular forest was set aflame, it felt like my world shattered. The one place I could be myself went up in flames. . . .