-The Start of my Story
I woke up into my small village with no sense of excitement. I slowly got out of my scratchy bed and looked outside, my brothers were already picking crops and my father was whacking the hunks of metal that he made into swords. "Get down here Misky!" My mother yelled. "Coming!!!" I said as I rolled my eyes. I slowly walked down my creaky old stairs into our dusty, old kitchen. "Come on, you woke up late again! You can't keep doing that, you have work to do! Start sweeping the floor," lectured my mother. I grabbed the old mop from my grandmother and started sweeping the dirt floor. It took me until dinner time to finish my chores, but after that I was able to walk around the village to meet my friends.
I woke up into my small village with no sense of excitement. I slowly got out of my scratchy bed and looked outside, my brothers were already picking crops and my father was whacking the hunks of metal that he made into swords. "Get down here Misky!" My mother yelled. "Coming!!!" I said as I rolled my eyes. I slowly walked down my creaky old stairs into our dusty, old kitchen. "Come on, you woke up late again! You can't keep doing that, you have work to do! Start sweeping the floor," lectured my mother. I grabbed the old mop from my grandmother and started sweeping the dirt floor. It took me until dinner time to finish my chores, but after that I was able to walk around the village to meet my friends.
I walked out the front door towards the jewelry store, the favorite place for the girls to hang out. Nobody ever has the money to buy anything there but we always browse around the place. As I got to my friends, I noticed one of them crying. I ran towards them swiftly and asked Feena, the one who was sobbing, what was wrong. "Her father was lost from a rare sickness," my friend Rist said. "Oh my gosh, Feena....." I said. "I hate this war, my brother Zinx is gone f-f-f-fighting in it, my father d-d-d-died during it and, and I just hate w-w-w-war!" Feena screamed. I looked down sadly at her, "We may not have lost as much as you did, but everyone is suffering. I have barely even talked to my father because of his work. All of Rist's brothers are in the war," I said, trying to help her. She cried a little less but still a lot.
We sat with her until it got dark and then... A dark figure was running towards us and then jumped at us. I hopped up but then a sack fell over us all.
I spent too long in that sack. At least I had company and a stale roll. When we first were in we screamed and screamed. After awhile of screaming, Feena started crying again, which caused us all to mourn. "How could anybody ever have do this," I thought.
It took us about 1 hours to stop the tears from flowing down our cheeks. After that, we cuddled up and got as comfortable as possible and fell asleep.
We woke up in a small cage, on top of a horse. I awoke achier than ever; my joints were hurting, my muscles were stiff, and I felt gross. The man riding the horse called out, "So ye finally decided to wake up, did ye?" Rist, being the bravest of us, slowly replied, "Why did you capture us?" He smiled a disgusting, rotten smile and said, "Why three little gals from the U.F.D.H. sell for a great price to the elves."
I didn't think living with the elves would be so bad, but I had forgotten their saying, "If you join our side, may you not change your mind." Which is basically telling people if you decide to become an elf, you aren't changing back into a human. "Actually selling ye gals to the ghouls could make meh a better profit," He said dully. I think he was just trying to scare us, because I don't know how ghouls would acquire any money.
Eventually the horse stopped right next to a forest. The strange man tied our wrists together and took us into the group of foliage. The place had a calming feeling to it. Finally, we got to an elvish village. The man called out to the elves. One elf jumped out from a tree and stared at us. He gave the man twenty milth coins and untied us. The elf then inspected us and said this, "They'll be good elves, if they can pass the test.
