Friends?
I woke up to the sound of crunching grass under feet. I grabbed my axe and slowly looked around for the source of the noise. Nothing not even a animal was nearby. The worst part is it sounded close. I soon spotted a boy near my age he had Nice brown hair,Friendly brown eyes, His jacket was short sleeved and Black and Red checkered pattern,His gray jean had hint of blue,and his shoes were red and White. Soon we face to Face. he seem judge my appearance, but then he did a gently smile. Something was hidden in his eyes... worry." Never seen you around before! " his voice sounded kind and gentle " Names Mitchell or just Mitch. " he spoke getting my attention.
" M-mine JeromeASF o-or Jerome. " I spoke scared
" Let's get you healed up Follow me. " he turned and he had a diamond sword on his back and started walking in a direction.
I slowly followed watching his every move. Wandering why he hasn't killed me yet soon. I saw lights and a brick house.
" Here it is... my house " Mitch spoke and went up to the oak door and opened it for me.
I simply entered and looked around everything looked warm and cozy.
" Sit on the couch I'll be back " he pointed to the couch and went upstairs.
I sat on the couch. Seeing some paintings of beautiful things. He came back down and washed up my cuts. I winced in pain couple of time, but stayed still. Soon Mitchell bandages up my cuts. I sighed and watched the fire burn. It was nice to have someone with me, but I don't know if I could trust him. He did help me though.
" Wanna be friends? " Mitch spoke grabbing my attention.
" Friends? " I asked. Never in my life hearing the word.
" yea friends. People who stay by each other threw thick and thin. " he explained
" Sure! " I spoke with a cheerful tone
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