by ForestSong » Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:21 am
As dawn poured pink,orange and purple light over the river, Tabbitha yawned and stretched. She sat there, blinking, trying to clear
her vision from sleeping. She inhaled the sweet crisp morning air and smiled as she thought of a great idea.
Tabbitha bounded through the tall grass yipping and yapping like a coyote. She collapsed in a heap of laughter under a giant
oak tree. She was close to being free. Soon, Tabbitha thought. Soon I will be free.