The Simpson Monologue
A breeze fluttered through the cool and crisp night as my sisters group of friends were about to play manhunt, a favorite game of theirs. They had heard stories of how the trees would move in the night, but of course, it seemed so unrealistic, who would believe that? They had been busy with their activities for the past few days and were anxious to join their friends again, much too excited to believe some tall tale. This night Charlene, Andie, Everly, Rebel, and Lauren were going to meet at the Simpsonwood trails at 10:00pm. Their ages hovered around age 13. Andie and Rebel were possibly going to arrive late due to their sports, running and karate, going late that night. Lauren’s older sister, me, was being paid to watch them. The girls had
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We just need work together and perform to the best of our abilities and whatever happens, happens,” Lauren realized.
“I knew we shouldn’t of done this,” Andie communicated.
“Try me trees,” Rebel said with a maniacal but very threatening stare. The girls could not tell if the stare scared the greenery around them, but for now it held them off. Rebel dashed toward the trees in a suicidal way. Unfortunately, the moment before she pulled out her nunchucks, a vine pulled and entangled itself around her waist. As the vine pulled, it flipped Rebel all of 5 times. Crack, “Eiy, Did not see that coming,” she admitted. Although she managed to stand the pain in her back was clear as she grasped her ribs and hunched over to walk.
“Ok, looks like Andie and Rebel are out so it’s up to us to fight these trees!” Everly noted.
“I can still...” Rebel’s voice faltered as she collapsed to the floor and grunted in pain. In the woods on the trails there lived restless trees. These weren’t friendly, helpful trees with very good intentions, nor yet unwavering, calming trees that could make your day: they were uneasy, attacking trees, and that means trouble. It was 12:00, and Sasha, their older sister was nowhere to be seen, although Lauren knew she would be worried. The girls were helpless, surrounded, and alone in the
We just need work together and perform to the best of our abilities and whatever happens, happens,” Lauren realized.
“I knew we shouldn’t of done this,” Andie communicated.
“Try me trees,” Rebel said with a maniacal but very threatening stare. The girls could not tell if the stare scared the greenery around them, but for now it held them off. Rebel dashed toward the trees in a suicidal way. Unfortunately, the moment before she pulled out her nunchucks, a vine pulled and entangled itself around her waist. As the vine pulled, it flipped Rebel all of 5 times. Crack, “Eiy, Did not see that coming,” she admitted. Although she managed to stand the pain in her back was clear as she grasped her ribs and hunched over to walk.
“Ok, looks like Andie and Rebel are out so it’s up to us to fight these trees!” Everly noted.
“I can still...” Rebel’s voice faltered as she collapsed to the floor and grunted in pain. In the woods on the trails there lived restless trees. These weren’t friendly, helpful trees with very good intentions, nor yet unwavering, calming trees that could make your day: they were uneasy, attacking trees, and that means trouble. It was 12:00, and Sasha, their older sister was nowhere to be seen, although Lauren knew she would be worried. The girls were helpless, surrounded, and alone in the