Hi Peoples! This is the_bronze_pen. I deleted my short Cold Blood and I wrote it as a novel and this is just the first chapter. I changed it from third person to first person so Analiegh is the narrator. Please leave a message if you like this chapter!
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Cold Blood
Chapter One:
“Ouch!” I yelp into the cold darkness of the cave. I know in an instant that it is a bat that has just bit me; the cold sharp teeth that had plunged into my arm couldn’t belong to anything else. I can just barely see Leslie feeling her way across the cave. We had forgotten our flashlight and are helplessly blind in this light.
Finally, she makes her way over to me. “What’s wrong?” she asks me, her voice seeming to coo like an owl.
“I think a bat just bit me,” I reply, pulling my long, brunette hair to my chest, giving my wound air. I begin to feel my way out of the cave.
“Oh… wait! Analeigh! Be careful! You can catch meningitis or some type of ..um… dreadful disease if you aren’t careful!” Leslie screams behind me. She actually listens in Mr. Garkem’s class. He just teaches us about animals. I mean, I listen too, but I don’t want to answer every question he asks. Leslie scowls under her breath when he picks on someone else.
I am almost out of the cave now, my sneakers sloshing in the mud outside. I walk up to Mr. Garkem and tap him on the back. He turns around casually and then freezes, his eyes seeming to pop out of his head. Leslie comes up behind me and I think, What now, I’m Medusa?
Leslie answers for him. “Analeigh, you look so pale, you look like you’re about to h-”
“Well… um… I think a bat just bit my neck so if I could just get a bandage, I-”
“A BAT BIT YOUR NECK!” Mr. Garkem screams. I guess Leslie was right, because the first thing I know, an ambulance is roaring down the gravel road path that leads to the cave. I think I should be able to say that this is the worst field-trip ever.
My mother is informed about my “injury” and she has to leave work. Mom works at a diner called Shelby’s and she is one of the waitresses. Mom made a deal with the bus driver that he drops me off at Shelby’s because Mom doesn’t get off work until six o’clock.
But today, I’m not going to Shelby’s diner after school; I’m going to the hospital.
