I sat at my favorite rock at the top of my mountain. Mount Silver is what I chose to use my money from all the battling I’ve done in my life. Then again, there’s a good reason why I decided to be away from society and not uttering a single word to people. I remember it as clear as it just happened.
I was just telling Yellow that I don’t love her the same way she does and asked her to remain friends. (Name) was, at the same time, looking for me for our date. I was ready to leave when Yellow grabbed me back down to the chair I was sitting on and forcefully kissed me. I tried pushing her away but she wrapped her arms around me. The situation got worse because I am starting to enjoy it and finally kissed back. Then, it got even worse when I heard the door open.
“R-Red…” I heard (Name)’s voice cracked.
I harshly pushed Yellow away from me. I desperately looked and scrambled for the right words to come out
“You sure it’s not just raccoons or something?” Scott asked. “Sure of it!” Will replied, “Raccoons would of taken food or something; this guy just took some bottles of alcohol and other things that I don’t think any raccoon would want!”
Scott and Will were on a hunting trip in the forest, they were staying in a log cabin up near some mountains. Recently items have gone missing; bottles of wine or beer, books, sometimes even the pelt of the animal that they had killed. Scott wondered where this thief had come from, there wasn’t another log cabin for miles around and they hadn’t found or heard of anyone else camping nearby. Will was determined to get revenge.