Bexyboo2090
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I silently and ever so slowly crept through the dense woods, taking care to avoid any fallen branches that could possibly draw attention to what I was doing. I had seen the plane spiral down, it’s majestic tail in flames. I had no idea what nationality I would find as hearing and seeing planes was a regular occurrence these days.
I just hoped that if it was an innocent allied pilot then my parents and their friends would be able to help him get home as they were high ranking members of the Resistance movement. It was crazy, not so long ago we lived what we considered normal lives but now that was no longer the case.
People I had considered friends had been taken away from our town with no explanation though it soon became apparent that it was because of their faith. Something though considered a big part of life shouldn’t be used to define the person.
As I crept deeper into the woods, I could actually hear my heart bounce against my ribs as fear slowly started to consume me. I guess it was more the fear of the unknown as I had no idea what to really expect.
I paused for moment as my eyes scanned the tree line for any signs of the pilot, though I didn’t see a piolet, but what I did see was a white nylon Shute hanging tangled up in a large oak tree with no body attached.
I clutched my arms tightly around my curvaceous waist as I searched for the piolet though I knew in the back of my mind that he could be anywhere and it would be hard to find him. I didn’t want to call out in fear that I would draw attention to where I was and what I was doing potentially putting my life and that of the piolet in danger.
I just hoped that if it was an innocent allied pilot then my parents and their friends would be able to help him get home as they were high ranking members of the Resistance movement. It was crazy, not so long ago we lived what we considered normal lives but now that was no longer the case.
People I had considered friends had been taken away from our town with no explanation though it soon became apparent that it was because of their faith. Something though considered a big part of life shouldn’t be used to define the person.
As I crept deeper into the woods, I could actually hear my heart bounce against my ribs as fear slowly started to consume me. I guess it was more the fear of the unknown as I had no idea what to really expect.
I paused for moment as my eyes scanned the tree line for any signs of the pilot, though I didn’t see a piolet, but what I did see was a white nylon Shute hanging tangled up in a large oak tree with no body attached.
I clutched my arms tightly around my curvaceous waist as I searched for the piolet though I knew in the back of my mind that he could be anywhere and it would be hard to find him. I didn’t want to call out in fear that I would draw attention to where I was and what I was doing potentially putting my life and that of the piolet in danger.