Kyle’s Random Stories #1

 

By Kyle Russell

 

“Why can’t I go outside the forest mother?,” asked Emily.

 

Mother Nature felt gloomy; she knew her daughter would ask this question one day, it was something she feared from the day she gave birth to Emily. Mother Nature took the form of a wolf, knowing how much Emily likes to hang out with the neighboring pack of wolves within Cherry Grove Forest, in an attempt to make Emily happy before she came to see her. “Because the humans outside the forest are too dangerous for you at this age. They-”. Mother Nature knew she had to choose her next set of words carefully as to not tell her sweet child too much. “They do not wish to talk to us,” answered Mother Nature.

 

“Well maybe if we show ourselves then maybe they would talk to us. It doesn’t help much if we sit in the forest all day,” said Emily.

 

“But we must stay here. Your training isn’t nearly complete. You must learn to control the life around you. You must learn to feel the consciousness of every living being. And you must feel their pain as you would your own,” explained Mother Nature.

 

“But won’t that hurt,” asked Emily.

 

“Yes. It will. But it will be a necessity when you take my place as Mother Nature. Soon, Cherry Grove Forest will be yours to shape,” answered Mother Nature.

 

“Soon? How soon. I don’t want you to leave mother,”

 

“Well not soon as in very soon, but eventually. And don’t worry. I’ll always be with you,”

 

“Always?,” asked Emily, staring straight into her mother’s eyes.

 

“Always. Now get ready for bed. Tomorrow is a big day. Your training starts tomorrow,” said Mother Nature as she conjured a bed out of leaves. Emily laid down and let out a short yawn before falling asleep. Mother Nature then conjured a bed for herself.

 

Before she went to sleep she went to sleep she walked out of Cherry Grove Forest and gazed across Glass Lake at the lone village. She could see multiple wooden houses with light filling the windows of most of them. “To most it would seem like a quaint little village but to me it is place full of savages. They took my first born away from me. They saw me as different. As dangerous,” Mother Nature thought to herself. Vivid memories of burning wood, voices of men, the pain of the dying wildlife, and the final breath of her first born child filler her mind. No matter how much she tried these memories would stick with her for the rest of her life. All she could do was retreat farther into the forest and hope. Hope that one day the humans of the village could see her not as an enemy, but as a friend.

 

She did not like to hurt people but on that day she snapped. She filled the burning voices with their screams and pleas. Those who were not killed fled the forest. It was on that day she learned how dangerous humans really were. The haunting memories accompanied her as she walked back into the forest and returned to her bed to fall asleep.