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I was looking out the window as my mom and I was in the car. I'm currently in the passenger seat. I turn my head to ask my mom, "Hey Mom, do you know how long we're going to be camping in Wallaby Woods?" My Mom replied, "We're only going there for the weekend." She looked at me out of the corner of her eye and smiled. "Does that answer your question, Carter?" I smile, "Ya it does thanks, Mom." Then I turn my head and look back out the window. (I hope my RP style is ok |l|l)

Zander/Campground-Forest/tags: open

I looked around me, listening to the laughs and the heckling. "S-s-stop! Y-y-you would unders-s-stand if you w-were hurt like m-m-m-me!" I yelled as they laughed at my stutter. A skateboarding accident had caused harm to my brain and caused not only this stutter but a limited ability to learn. I looked at the people around me. Someone had spoken up to ask what was going on and the kids that preyed on me blew them off, telling them we were best friends and that we do this all the time and that I don't mind it. Tears threatened to pour from my eyes as I was backed against a tree. "Aw, is the retard gonna cry?" One of the bullies mocked and I just broke. I turned and I ran. I just kept running, never looking back. My parents never really cared about me,I had no friends, and honestly everything was better when I was in nature. I couldn't stop running, their voices echoing in my mind. 'Retard, failure, broken, alien' they all said. Soon I was in the middle of the forest and I could stop. I did stop and I fell to my knees as the tears finally broke from my eyes, rolling down my cheeks in waves. I would forever be alone.

He gritted his teeth and looked around at his parents, both were yelling at him. Not an uncommon occurrence, given how he wasn't the perfect son they wanted. At least it had never gotten physical.

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But this? This was just a bit overkill. Getting grounded because he hadn't said 'Thank you'? Reallly? That was just petty. So despite himself, he stood up from his chair, letting it clatter to the ground. He could tell they would be even more upset with him due to this but... He couldn't find it in him to care. He was done with all the petty rules, the petty groundings.

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His dad stood up too, about to yell at him for his actions. Jackson beat him to it though, "I am done with this bullshit. Grounding me because of manners?! I'm a teenager! Talk about helicopter parenting! I'm done! This isn't you wanting to keep me safe- This is you wanting to control every aspect of my life!"

Leila sat in the backseat of the car, looking past as the tall trees whizzed by. The car rumbled on the road, which was mainly dirt and rocks. Her dads were telling her stories of how they met.

"-and there was this huge squirrel that scared the shit outta me when I got out of my tent!" continued her dad, rambling about forest rodents.

"Alright, Dad, enough about squirrels, when do you guys actually meet in the story?" she laughed.

Her other dad chimed in. "Well, actually, we meet right after the squirrel part."

Zander/Forest/Tags: Open

I looked around me, my tears subsiding. I have to get out of here. I reached into my pocket for my medicine. My parents always made sure I had a full bottle if I was left alone. I took my hourly med, swallowing hard due to having nothing to drink as I looked around more. Slowly, I got to my feet. Which way was the campground? Were there wolves here? Mountain lion? Demons? "H-h-hello?" I said, voice barely over a whisper. I looked harder at the trees, trying to remember the ones I ran past, but they all looked the same! I whimpered. "I r-r-really am a-a-alone." I said in the same tone of voice. I hit my knees again. "W-w-what am i-i going t-t-to do?" I asked nothing in particular as tears once again threatened to cloud my eyes. I should have never agreed to come here.

The shadowy figure is known as the Snatcher roams his forest MINE! he screeches he patrols the area he sees a boy alone and crying PATHETIC he thinks to himself I´LL LEAVE HIM ALONE. he screeches JUST THIS ONCE. He slinks backs to the heart of the woods to the Wallaby tree where he dwells.

My mom and I finished setting up camp then I say, "Hey mom I'm going to explore the woods if that's ok?" She replies, "That's fine just be back before dinner, Ok?" I smile, "Alright!" Then I run off into the woods. As I'm walking I hear someone crying. I follow the sound and about 2 minutes later I see a kid about my age on the floor crying. I stop walking take a deep breath then I walk towards them. When I reach them I walk in front of them get on to my knees smiling. Then in a soft and friendly voice, I say, "Hello my name is Carter L/N(Last Name). What's your name and what are you doing here alone crying?" Then I sit next to him waiting pacently for them to answer me.

Leila is laughing as her dad is doing a very animated impression of a frightened squirrel. She quickly notices a shadow in the woods, and her eyes stop to rest on it as it slinks behind the famous Wallaby Tree. She points out the tree.

"Look, dad!" she exclaims as the full tree comes into view. Whipping out her phone, she snaps a picture. Then the campsite emerges from behind a shield of pine and spruce trees. It is beautiful, a large clearing with a firepit in the middle, logs for seats surrounding it. There is a stream nearby, full of trout and bass. The trees cast a beautiful shade, and the clouds make the place seem cooler than the rest of the forest, temperature-wise. Leila wishes she could come here every weekend.

Zander/forest/tags: Carter

I looked up as a kid my age walked up. My tears began to subside. I had never even noticed that anyone else was near. I wiped my face. Nobody was allowed to see me weak. "H-h-hi. I-i'm Zander... I w-w-w-would rather not t-t-talk about i-it." I said. My stutter was so annoying! I glared at nothing in particular, my stutter making me angry. Why did that one time I forget my helmet and I have to hit my head? I sighed quietly and looked back over at the boy. "S-s-sorry... sk-sk-skating acc-cident." I said to justify my disability.