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MrDavidX96 posted a blog postPosted on February 23, 2012 at 7:32pm 0 Comments 1 Like
I try and remember more but the dream escapes me. i shrug and continue plodding along, i glance at the ever speaking Landon, my worry concealed beneath the confident, mildly amused face i had forced myself to bear the last few month. We continue to walk for a few more minutes before the greenery subsides and we're left with the stumps of trees that men near by harvested occasionally for firewood. without the trees the…
ContinuePosted on February 20, 2012 at 8:23pm 0 Comments 2 Likes
After our breakfast of deer meat and wishful thoughts i knew i couldnt put off making a descision any longer. i slowly arose and walked to the center of the room. clearing my throught to draw attention to myself i began.
"Alright guys Lets get reddy: we're going to split up and go hunting today; we're not low on food but i don't want it to get that way any time soon."
i paused for a second, knowing some one would have a question, and of course Landon started…
ContinuePosted on February 19, 2012 at 1:20pm 0 Comments 1 Like
After my dream last night, even though i couldn’t remember a thing about it, i still feel a little... terrified. terrified of loosing, of failing, these people i called my friends but were more my family than anything. But the sun light has a way of making bad dreams go away, and making one aware
of the far worse reality.
We sat in the raised building we'd made at the top of one of Arkansas’s Winding stair mountains. I myself- and all with me in fact- were from Texas, and oh…
ContinuePosted on February 19, 2012 at 1:23am 1 Comment 1 Like
As i get up from my short and fitful slumber on the lumpy bed of mother earth the fear, worry, and fealing of pure inadiquacy hit me like a wave of cold water. i look around at what used to be my hold out, the emptyness is tangable. My eye's wander over to the blank spot where Landon used to sleep, a pit reopens in my stomach and i swallow hard remembering him.
Landon was but one…
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