Post by brady on Sept 26, 2007 14:20:57 GMT -5
OPEN!
He wondered down to the edge of the forest. It was one those grey cold days. Winter was coming soon so he wasn't surprised by the down fall in th weather. He was quite happy. He loved the cold, the rain. The sun was his enemy.
He satdown in the grass. A pink butterfly flew past him, sitting down on a flower. He took out his pencils and is sketch pad. He began to sketch the butterfly. He sketch a grey backround with a red rose and a black butterfly. He often sketched what he felt. Today he felt like sketching something around him but changing the color of tis to make a different meaning come out oh his drawings.
He wore tight black pants and a black ACDC t shirt that fite perfectly on him. It was sung agisnt his skin. He had a sweatshirt over it. Hw wore a black cap and th hood of his sweatshirt of over it. His hair hund over his eyes but you could still see the blue in them.
He stopped sketching and layed the pad beside him and layed back. He saw something fly beside him, than the next thing he knew, there was a butterfly on his cap pecking inside at him. He smilied an tried to keep as still as possiable so it wouldn't fly away.
He slowly sat up but the butterfly flew away. He sighed. He was alone again. He looked around him. He stood up and gathered his things. He stuffed them inside a backpack that layed to his side. He slung it over his one shoulder and began walking away.
He came to a tree soon. It was by the lake. He dumped his backpack onto the floor and went to fin a rock. He picked it up and flung it into the water. Plop! It sank down and hit the surface. There were ripples all over the surface, slowly dieing down. He thought he heared footsteps behind him. No one was out on this cold day. He kept throwing rock in but kept listening to the footsteps also. They came up behind him. There also another shadow with his. He stooped throwin the rock and went stif. He forced a smilie onto his face and turned slowly around....