Post by random bender on Oct 11, 2008 14:01:21 GMT -5
i have changed the name and added more to my story. i really want some feed back people.
The center of all worlds is our world. With other worlds surrounding our Main World. These surrounding worlds are placed in two groups. Connecting worlds and Non-connecting worlds.
Connecting worlds are very similar and alike to our world, the Main World. The more alike they are the closer they are connected.
Non-connecting worlds are the exact opposite. They are very unlike the Main World. The less like the world, the further connected they are.
How these worlds came to be is very simple and very unbelievable.
They are created every day in the minds of people every where. The worlds are made up of mainly Books, TV shows, short stories, poems, almost any thing that can hold a plot chart.
Their are ways to pass in to the Connecting worlds, but the passage way in to them is undetectable and no bigger than a pin tip. But for unknown reason a door way was large enough to fit a small child into and if at the right moment me.
I fell out of the air with out even falling and landed in a giant heap of snow. I shook sense back to my head, or at least I thought I did? The freezing cold soon came apparent to me and I clutched my arms tightly around my chest and studied my surroundings. Snow. That’s about it. My teeth soon began to chatter and snot began to clog up my nose. I stood and started walking any direction. The wind stung at my face as I walked knee deep in white slush. I caught eye of a small cave over to my left and headed toward it to get my thoughts back together and maybe figure out where I was and why, but most importantly how?
I made it inside the small cave. Not very much warmer than out side. In fact still as freezing as before, but at lest I am out of the wind. I rubbed my hands together than on my face to warm me up a bit, did not help much though.
I sat in the very back of the cave and tried to get my mind back in order. I could not though, my mind was still on survival. I huddled in side my t-shirt to try to keep warm, but the cold crept in threw the sleeves of my T-shirt.
I tried to get some sleep, but the constant fear of frost bite haunted me. My feet where numb, I thought I might loose them.
In a desperate plan to keep my feet warmer I unlaced my shoes and took them off my feet. I unrolled the very bottom of my pants over my feet and tied the bottom of my jeans together with the laces and slipped my shoes back on. I also bit through the laces to make four strings and tied my shirt sleeves together to help keep in warmth as well. Soon after l slowly drifted to sleep.
I awoke the next morning in the same position I had fallen asleep. I got up and stretched. I tried to get up and fell back down. A quick moment of panic stuck through my mind before I remembered my pants where tied at the bottom around my feet. I untied the laces and tried to get my shoes back together but the laces were too small after I bit them in to two. So I just slipped them on to my feet.
I stepped out in to the sun light. The warm sun rays took me by the hand and welcomed me in to the white sparkles of the frozen oasis. With a clear blue sky and air I could see further than before when way off to the distant I saw a gray smoke cloud flawing the clear blue sky. But a flaw I was happy to see. Smoke means fire, and fire in this place means a village.
I drug my feet in the snow towards the smoke in the sky. My shoes filled heavy with snow, maybe disassembling my shoes in the cave was not the best idea. My freezing feet made me want to stop, but I knew I had to get some where safe. After a time of walking (my perception on time was not that great, my 15 min is an hour.) I realized my forehead was sunburned, who would have thought in a place like this?
When I hade finally caught sight of the village I rushed towards it as fast as possible than stopping all of the sudden about a foot ball field away. The “what if” game started going through my head. What if their not friendly? What if they make me leave as soon as I get there? What if they think I am an intruder and attack me?
These thoughts made me hesitate. I don’t know how long I stood there before making a decision. Maybe I should play the hurt act? You know go up to the front of the village and pretend to be hurt real bad so some one will help you out of pity?
Well, I could not just sit here and do nothing but get a cold sunburn and am a pretty bad liar so the hurt act is defiantly a no. I suppose I will just go up and ask for help despite my embarrassment.
I took a deep breath and step into the village. Several people walked by me with out notice of me “Uhmm... err... Excuse me?” a few more people walked by and some one looked at me but kept walking. “Uhmm… ok…” I put my head down ready to walk out of the village till some one touched my shoulder.
“Do you need some help?”
I turned and shyly responded “Uhmm… yes I was hoping I could find shelter here, I got lost in the tundra during a storm and…” She cut me off.
“We have a place for weary travelers to rest if you would follow me.”
With out another word I followed her across the village land, which was much smaller then I had expected. I looked over her out fit, much more suiting for this whether. Not like a black T-shirt, jeans and tore up tennis shoes. She wore a long and thick blue and white coat with pants just as thick. On both hand huge bulky gloves and snow boots that looked three times as big as her normal feet.
She lead me into a small, but roomy tent, much like a teepee that the Indians used. In the middle of the room was a perfect sized fire for the area. I headed straight for the fire and hovered over it nearly hugging the flames. My icy skin began to defrost and my frozen snot began to drip on to my upper lip. The fire burned through the nerves of my frost bitten feet, but I welcomed the pain if it meant warmth.
“Here put these on they will be more fitting for the whether.”
The girl gave me and outfit almost exactly like hers. The clothes was so heavy and stuffed it look me forever to get it all the way on and it kept me so warm and snug I did not want to even go any where near the fire again.
After a bit the girl had come back, supposing she had given me time to rest but had just finished getting dressed. She offered me to have dinner with her family. “Sure, I would love to!” I was starving.
Dinner was far from what I expected. In the most polite way possible I asked what was for dinner.
“Stewed sea prunes.” Said the lady. I assumed she was the girl’s mother. I made a weird face and then tried to get rid of it as soon as possible. I took a bite of the purple lumpy dish. It slid down my throat. I almost gagged, but I kept it down. It was warm and it felt good in side my throat but the taste was revolting. I was so relieved when I was handed a cup of hot tea. It was not sweet at all, but the flavor was amazing and the smell seemed to clear my sinuses.
Some time in between dinner the girl and her family introduced them selves but even if I knew there names I would not be able to remember them. I was afraid to tell them my name because it seemed so out of place, Samantha. It dose not go well with names like Fai, Jia, which were a couple of the names I heard in there introductions.
Maybe now would be a good time to find out where I was, but how? Do I just ask, hey where am I? No I don’t want to look stupid. "Dose this village have a name?"
"No, we are just a small village in the South Pole, we really should have a name though, but mostly only lager villages and cities have names."
South Pole? Am I in Antarctica?!
Maybe I am in Antarctica? Where was I before? I pretend to eat my sea prunes and try to remember. I could not, nothing before the snow storm was in my mind. Like I had just came into the world right there and started fresh. Amnesia, maybe? But if I had amnesia I would not know what “amnesia” was, would I? Or my name I remembered my name. Then nothing.
After dinner I was taken to the same small tent as before and it was to be my resting place for the night. I lied on my small cot next to the small dieing fire that seemed to hypnotize me with its ominous glow. I shifted my position on my cot and relized something. I sat up in my bed, Antarctica?! No one lives on Antarctica! So I still had no clue where I was. Great. I flopped back down on my thin bed and fell a sleep as slow as the embers in the fire.
I know this place… This is my room. That’s my bed, and my dresser, my night stand. A bunch of cloths laid spread out on the floor. Most of the cloths looked worn or too small, but for some reason that seemed typical. The rest of the room was bare, a lone window on the far wall was the only source of light for the room.
“Samantha, I need to talk to you”
I heard a strangely familiar voice behind me. Mom?
“We are in a tight spot, your Dad has to leave for a while…”
“What?” I knew, this is my life? I think I remember what I did not before?
“Don’t make this harder than it has to be!”
I took a few steps back as the women began to cry and fade away. I closed my eyes and an explosion of air shoved me forward in to a field. I ran, I ran as if I where tiring to escape to inescapable.
I sat up in bed at wipe lash speed and realized I was in a cold sweat. I wiped my fore head and peered down at the small pile of glowing ash. Who am I?
I could not sleep for the rest of the night. The dream replayed in my mind over and over again. My dirtyblonde hair stuck to my face as the sweat on my forehead dried. “There’s got to be someone I can go to…”
The fire had completely gone out and was just a pile of gray. Jia poked her head in to my tent. I was surprised I remembered her name.
“Oh good you are up…” She did not know I had been up for the pass 3 hours… “I could use some help gathering fire wood, would you like to come?”
It was not the kind of thing some one could say “no” to so I agreed.
We walked for a time and it went though my mind, where does some one find firewood in a place like this? “So how long dose it usually take to find wood?”
“Most of the time we don’t even use wood, to scarce, but I saw a dead tree not too far from here.”
“Oh, so what do you use instead of wood? I asked the question, and thought of some possible answers, but the real answers made me want to up-chuck.
“Well, some times we use animal fats, or the parts of the skins we don’t use. Almost anything that will burn to keep a fire going.”
Uhg… When I first got here the fire was my best friend but now I don’t think I can look at one…I never heard of burning anything but wood, fat?
I shook the awful feeling in my stomach away when I remembered the dream I had last night. I tried to find the words to ask Jia a question but I could not form the words correctly. Hey Jai could you help me with… no. Jai I have a problem and I… no. Jai I… no. I let out a big sigh, am never going to get this right.
I was silent the entire rest of the trip, even when we got to the tree and she taught me how to strip it, I was quiet.
When we got back to the village we threw the wood in to a big pile that looked like garbage, but I guest it was what they used to keep their fire going, animal fats? A shutter of disgust came over me.
I looked around the village and realized something I had not noticed before. ”Hey, where are all the men?”
“They have not returned home yet, the war is just ending so we don’t expect them home for about another week.”
War? I better not ask. Right after are conversation some one comes running around the village shouting “NEWS FROM THE AVATAR!!” over and over again. An older woman held a scroll, red and gold with a fire symbol an it, I thought I was kind of pretty. She read it aloud for ever one to hear.
“I have received news from my grand children and the Avatar! The message reads:
Dear Gran Gran,
Sokka and I miss you dearly, but our duty with The Avatar is not over yet, Yes Firelord Oazi is defeated but we must stay in the Fire Nation for the time being. We now have another task to complete helping Aang and Zuko clean up after this mess of a war.
The men of our tribe will be returning home soon and Sokka and I will visit as soon as possible. I would like you to meet our new friends and all the water bending I have learned around the world.
I truly hope to see you soon, and I love you,
Katara
Avatar? That sounds like one of those really tall wise, old guys with long beard and always speak in metaphors and understands every ones problems. He sounds helpful. Maybe? No I can't just go off. Besides he is helping clean up after a war am sure he is busy. And any way I might be completely wrong, he might be some really mean military jerk or some thing.
"The Avatar really is amazing" Jai said with her eyes closed.
Ok so he is some really important guy. For the rest of the day I tried to find ways to ask about who the avatar was with out seeming like I actually had no idea who he was. But words never came to mind. I hated being in a place where I know nothing.
During the day I almost did absolutely nothing. I sat by some thing that looked like a watch tower made of snow, but an some times
Jai would ask me to help her pitch a tent or tend to the fire or some thing. I am surprised that no one has asked me what my name is. They must be wondering? Samantha, hummm.. I need a different name for here. I guess if I can make up a name latter. I let out a big sigh and slouched down under the snow tower.
"jai, tell me about he Avatar." I thought I had finally found the words for my question but as soon as I said them I wanted to take them back and shove them back inside to my mind. but is was too late.
"The Avatar? The master of all four elements and the savior of this world. He defeated Fire Lord Oazi and restored peace to the nations. How could you not know that?" Jai looked at me with a puzzled look and waited for an answer that I did not have.
I paused for at lest 30 seconds before I had stated, " I think he can help me and I wanted to see him."
No questions asked Jai began to help me pack.
I don’t understand this place, random strangers from no where come to you town and you are treated like you’ve been best friends forever with out even knowing your name. She did not even ask why?
I came into this village with almost nothing but seemed to leave with a lot. Jai had given me: two extra pares of cloths. One for warmer weather and another heavy one just in case , a sleeping bag, a animal skin water pouch, another pouch with some sort of jerky in it and some money.
Jia and I loaded every thing into a canoe.
“I will be able to take you to port, but you must find a ship to your destination on you own.”
I stepped in to the small, thin boat and almost fell out. It rocket back and forth. I squatted down in the canoe and griped tightly on the edge of the boat, scared that I would plummet over the side of the boat into the icy cold water below. Jai could see that this was my fist time in a canoe.
“Center your weight in the middle of the boat”
Shaking, I did as she said and found a nice spot in the middle of the canoe to rest. I grabbed the ore of the canoe like I knew what I was doing, but I looked up at jai for any instruction or if I was doing any thing wrong. Jai stepped down into the boat with me and took her ore.
“Ready?”
I gave a shallow nod and with that we were off.
I seemed to be correctly rowing the canoe, I heard no further instruction from Jai. The trip was mostly silent except for a little notes about the whether to break the some what awkward silence.
We arrived at a small port that looked like a parking lot for ships and boats. I looked over at Jai who was unpacking the boat and handed the supplies to me in the form of a back pack.
“Good luck, if you wish to find the Avatar he is currently in the Fire Nation”
I gave a shallow nod (but I really did not know) as she gave me one last “good luck” and what was unexpected, a hug. I did not think she accepted me that much as a friend. “I will miss you” I said these words as I noticed a small tear run down her cheek. I felt bad, I did not think our friend ship was any thing more than good acquaintances. I took my supplies she had given me as she stepped back in to the canoe and I turned to start for the small port/market place. Just as Jai had left I turned back to her direction and yelled to her
“My name is Samantha!”
The center of all worlds is our world. With other worlds surrounding our Main World. These surrounding worlds are placed in two groups. Connecting worlds and Non-connecting worlds.
Connecting worlds are very similar and alike to our world, the Main World. The more alike they are the closer they are connected.
Non-connecting worlds are the exact opposite. They are very unlike the Main World. The less like the world, the further connected they are.
How these worlds came to be is very simple and very unbelievable.
They are created every day in the minds of people every where. The worlds are made up of mainly Books, TV shows, short stories, poems, almost any thing that can hold a plot chart.
Their are ways to pass in to the Connecting worlds, but the passage way in to them is undetectable and no bigger than a pin tip. But for unknown reason a door way was large enough to fit a small child into and if at the right moment me.
I fell out of the air with out even falling and landed in a giant heap of snow. I shook sense back to my head, or at least I thought I did? The freezing cold soon came apparent to me and I clutched my arms tightly around my chest and studied my surroundings. Snow. That’s about it. My teeth soon began to chatter and snot began to clog up my nose. I stood and started walking any direction. The wind stung at my face as I walked knee deep in white slush. I caught eye of a small cave over to my left and headed toward it to get my thoughts back together and maybe figure out where I was and why, but most importantly how?
I made it inside the small cave. Not very much warmer than out side. In fact still as freezing as before, but at lest I am out of the wind. I rubbed my hands together than on my face to warm me up a bit, did not help much though.
I sat in the very back of the cave and tried to get my mind back in order. I could not though, my mind was still on survival. I huddled in side my t-shirt to try to keep warm, but the cold crept in threw the sleeves of my T-shirt.
I tried to get some sleep, but the constant fear of frost bite haunted me. My feet where numb, I thought I might loose them.
In a desperate plan to keep my feet warmer I unlaced my shoes and took them off my feet. I unrolled the very bottom of my pants over my feet and tied the bottom of my jeans together with the laces and slipped my shoes back on. I also bit through the laces to make four strings and tied my shirt sleeves together to help keep in warmth as well. Soon after l slowly drifted to sleep.
I awoke the next morning in the same position I had fallen asleep. I got up and stretched. I tried to get up and fell back down. A quick moment of panic stuck through my mind before I remembered my pants where tied at the bottom around my feet. I untied the laces and tried to get my shoes back together but the laces were too small after I bit them in to two. So I just slipped them on to my feet.
I stepped out in to the sun light. The warm sun rays took me by the hand and welcomed me in to the white sparkles of the frozen oasis. With a clear blue sky and air I could see further than before when way off to the distant I saw a gray smoke cloud flawing the clear blue sky. But a flaw I was happy to see. Smoke means fire, and fire in this place means a village.
I drug my feet in the snow towards the smoke in the sky. My shoes filled heavy with snow, maybe disassembling my shoes in the cave was not the best idea. My freezing feet made me want to stop, but I knew I had to get some where safe. After a time of walking (my perception on time was not that great, my 15 min is an hour.) I realized my forehead was sunburned, who would have thought in a place like this?
When I hade finally caught sight of the village I rushed towards it as fast as possible than stopping all of the sudden about a foot ball field away. The “what if” game started going through my head. What if their not friendly? What if they make me leave as soon as I get there? What if they think I am an intruder and attack me?
These thoughts made me hesitate. I don’t know how long I stood there before making a decision. Maybe I should play the hurt act? You know go up to the front of the village and pretend to be hurt real bad so some one will help you out of pity?
Well, I could not just sit here and do nothing but get a cold sunburn and am a pretty bad liar so the hurt act is defiantly a no. I suppose I will just go up and ask for help despite my embarrassment.
I took a deep breath and step into the village. Several people walked by me with out notice of me “Uhmm... err... Excuse me?” a few more people walked by and some one looked at me but kept walking. “Uhmm… ok…” I put my head down ready to walk out of the village till some one touched my shoulder.
“Do you need some help?”
I turned and shyly responded “Uhmm… yes I was hoping I could find shelter here, I got lost in the tundra during a storm and…” She cut me off.
“We have a place for weary travelers to rest if you would follow me.”
With out another word I followed her across the village land, which was much smaller then I had expected. I looked over her out fit, much more suiting for this whether. Not like a black T-shirt, jeans and tore up tennis shoes. She wore a long and thick blue and white coat with pants just as thick. On both hand huge bulky gloves and snow boots that looked three times as big as her normal feet.
She lead me into a small, but roomy tent, much like a teepee that the Indians used. In the middle of the room was a perfect sized fire for the area. I headed straight for the fire and hovered over it nearly hugging the flames. My icy skin began to defrost and my frozen snot began to drip on to my upper lip. The fire burned through the nerves of my frost bitten feet, but I welcomed the pain if it meant warmth.
“Here put these on they will be more fitting for the whether.”
The girl gave me and outfit almost exactly like hers. The clothes was so heavy and stuffed it look me forever to get it all the way on and it kept me so warm and snug I did not want to even go any where near the fire again.
After a bit the girl had come back, supposing she had given me time to rest but had just finished getting dressed. She offered me to have dinner with her family. “Sure, I would love to!” I was starving.
Dinner was far from what I expected. In the most polite way possible I asked what was for dinner.
“Stewed sea prunes.” Said the lady. I assumed she was the girl’s mother. I made a weird face and then tried to get rid of it as soon as possible. I took a bite of the purple lumpy dish. It slid down my throat. I almost gagged, but I kept it down. It was warm and it felt good in side my throat but the taste was revolting. I was so relieved when I was handed a cup of hot tea. It was not sweet at all, but the flavor was amazing and the smell seemed to clear my sinuses.
Some time in between dinner the girl and her family introduced them selves but even if I knew there names I would not be able to remember them. I was afraid to tell them my name because it seemed so out of place, Samantha. It dose not go well with names like Fai, Jia, which were a couple of the names I heard in there introductions.
Maybe now would be a good time to find out where I was, but how? Do I just ask, hey where am I? No I don’t want to look stupid. "Dose this village have a name?"
"No, we are just a small village in the South Pole, we really should have a name though, but mostly only lager villages and cities have names."
South Pole? Am I in Antarctica?!
Maybe I am in Antarctica? Where was I before? I pretend to eat my sea prunes and try to remember. I could not, nothing before the snow storm was in my mind. Like I had just came into the world right there and started fresh. Amnesia, maybe? But if I had amnesia I would not know what “amnesia” was, would I? Or my name I remembered my name. Then nothing.
After dinner I was taken to the same small tent as before and it was to be my resting place for the night. I lied on my small cot next to the small dieing fire that seemed to hypnotize me with its ominous glow. I shifted my position on my cot and relized something. I sat up in my bed, Antarctica?! No one lives on Antarctica! So I still had no clue where I was. Great. I flopped back down on my thin bed and fell a sleep as slow as the embers in the fire.
I know this place… This is my room. That’s my bed, and my dresser, my night stand. A bunch of cloths laid spread out on the floor. Most of the cloths looked worn or too small, but for some reason that seemed typical. The rest of the room was bare, a lone window on the far wall was the only source of light for the room.
“Samantha, I need to talk to you”
I heard a strangely familiar voice behind me. Mom?
“We are in a tight spot, your Dad has to leave for a while…”
“What?” I knew, this is my life? I think I remember what I did not before?
“Don’t make this harder than it has to be!”
I took a few steps back as the women began to cry and fade away. I closed my eyes and an explosion of air shoved me forward in to a field. I ran, I ran as if I where tiring to escape to inescapable.
I sat up in bed at wipe lash speed and realized I was in a cold sweat. I wiped my fore head and peered down at the small pile of glowing ash. Who am I?
I could not sleep for the rest of the night. The dream replayed in my mind over and over again. My dirtyblonde hair stuck to my face as the sweat on my forehead dried. “There’s got to be someone I can go to…”
The fire had completely gone out and was just a pile of gray. Jia poked her head in to my tent. I was surprised I remembered her name.
“Oh good you are up…” She did not know I had been up for the pass 3 hours… “I could use some help gathering fire wood, would you like to come?”
It was not the kind of thing some one could say “no” to so I agreed.
We walked for a time and it went though my mind, where does some one find firewood in a place like this? “So how long dose it usually take to find wood?”
“Most of the time we don’t even use wood, to scarce, but I saw a dead tree not too far from here.”
“Oh, so what do you use instead of wood? I asked the question, and thought of some possible answers, but the real answers made me want to up-chuck.
“Well, some times we use animal fats, or the parts of the skins we don’t use. Almost anything that will burn to keep a fire going.”
Uhg… When I first got here the fire was my best friend but now I don’t think I can look at one…I never heard of burning anything but wood, fat?
I shook the awful feeling in my stomach away when I remembered the dream I had last night. I tried to find the words to ask Jia a question but I could not form the words correctly. Hey Jai could you help me with… no. Jai I have a problem and I… no. Jai I… no. I let out a big sigh, am never going to get this right.
I was silent the entire rest of the trip, even when we got to the tree and she taught me how to strip it, I was quiet.
When we got back to the village we threw the wood in to a big pile that looked like garbage, but I guest it was what they used to keep their fire going, animal fats? A shutter of disgust came over me.
I looked around the village and realized something I had not noticed before. ”Hey, where are all the men?”
“They have not returned home yet, the war is just ending so we don’t expect them home for about another week.”
War? I better not ask. Right after are conversation some one comes running around the village shouting “NEWS FROM THE AVATAR!!” over and over again. An older woman held a scroll, red and gold with a fire symbol an it, I thought I was kind of pretty. She read it aloud for ever one to hear.
“I have received news from my grand children and the Avatar! The message reads:
Dear Gran Gran,
Sokka and I miss you dearly, but our duty with The Avatar is not over yet, Yes Firelord Oazi is defeated but we must stay in the Fire Nation for the time being. We now have another task to complete helping Aang and Zuko clean up after this mess of a war.
The men of our tribe will be returning home soon and Sokka and I will visit as soon as possible. I would like you to meet our new friends and all the water bending I have learned around the world.
I truly hope to see you soon, and I love you,
Katara
Avatar? That sounds like one of those really tall wise, old guys with long beard and always speak in metaphors and understands every ones problems. He sounds helpful. Maybe? No I can't just go off. Besides he is helping clean up after a war am sure he is busy. And any way I might be completely wrong, he might be some really mean military jerk or some thing.
"The Avatar really is amazing" Jai said with her eyes closed.
Ok so he is some really important guy. For the rest of the day I tried to find ways to ask about who the avatar was with out seeming like I actually had no idea who he was. But words never came to mind. I hated being in a place where I know nothing.
During the day I almost did absolutely nothing. I sat by some thing that looked like a watch tower made of snow, but an some times
Jai would ask me to help her pitch a tent or tend to the fire or some thing. I am surprised that no one has asked me what my name is. They must be wondering? Samantha, hummm.. I need a different name for here. I guess if I can make up a name latter. I let out a big sigh and slouched down under the snow tower.
"jai, tell me about he Avatar." I thought I had finally found the words for my question but as soon as I said them I wanted to take them back and shove them back inside to my mind. but is was too late.
"The Avatar? The master of all four elements and the savior of this world. He defeated Fire Lord Oazi and restored peace to the nations. How could you not know that?" Jai looked at me with a puzzled look and waited for an answer that I did not have.
I paused for at lest 30 seconds before I had stated, " I think he can help me and I wanted to see him."
No questions asked Jai began to help me pack.
I don’t understand this place, random strangers from no where come to you town and you are treated like you’ve been best friends forever with out even knowing your name. She did not even ask why?
I came into this village with almost nothing but seemed to leave with a lot. Jai had given me: two extra pares of cloths. One for warmer weather and another heavy one just in case , a sleeping bag, a animal skin water pouch, another pouch with some sort of jerky in it and some money.
Jia and I loaded every thing into a canoe.
“I will be able to take you to port, but you must find a ship to your destination on you own.”
I stepped in to the small, thin boat and almost fell out. It rocket back and forth. I squatted down in the canoe and griped tightly on the edge of the boat, scared that I would plummet over the side of the boat into the icy cold water below. Jai could see that this was my fist time in a canoe.
“Center your weight in the middle of the boat”
Shaking, I did as she said and found a nice spot in the middle of the canoe to rest. I grabbed the ore of the canoe like I knew what I was doing, but I looked up at jai for any instruction or if I was doing any thing wrong. Jai stepped down into the boat with me and took her ore.
“Ready?”
I gave a shallow nod and with that we were off.
I seemed to be correctly rowing the canoe, I heard no further instruction from Jai. The trip was mostly silent except for a little notes about the whether to break the some what awkward silence.
We arrived at a small port that looked like a parking lot for ships and boats. I looked over at Jai who was unpacking the boat and handed the supplies to me in the form of a back pack.
“Good luck, if you wish to find the Avatar he is currently in the Fire Nation”
I gave a shallow nod (but I really did not know) as she gave me one last “good luck” and what was unexpected, a hug. I did not think she accepted me that much as a friend. “I will miss you” I said these words as I noticed a small tear run down her cheek. I felt bad, I did not think our friend ship was any thing more than good acquaintances. I took my supplies she had given me as she stepped back in to the canoe and I turned to start for the small port/market place. Just as Jai had left I turned back to her direction and yelled to her
“My name is Samantha!”
