Chantiniece B.
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Hey, I’m Chantiniece. I am your local book lover and an aspiring writer. I hope you enjoy the work that I share with you all. Happy Reading!
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Planet 84
Number 6,208,320, Number 6,208,320 a voice calls out from a distance. An announcement boomed through the speakers. A new soul has arrived. Confetti cannons blast off in celebration of the newcomer. The speaker exhaust into silence, leaving nothing behind but the sound of the forest that is nearby. Manifesting into reality number 6,208,320 lies there, not moving. The forest floor is warm to the touch, providing comfort for the little fox. The glow of the moon highlights the fox’s fur, reflecting off his pitch black back. The fox open his eyes and looks around curiously. “Where am I” he asks even though he is the only one around. The little fox stands up and walks forward towards a cleared out path. He does not know where he is going or who he is looking for, but he knows he can not stay here. The fox walks, exploring the unfamiliar place with wild wide eyes. His black coat twinkles in the moonlight, revealing little white dots of light that cover him. The trees blow against the wind as the night goes on. “Hello” the little fox calls out. He stops and looks, listening for a noise that would show any signs of others. The fox continues on his journey through the forest, searching and hoping for someone to guide him through his new path.
By Chantiniece B.4 years ago in Fiction
