How can such a beautiful planet be such an ugly world?

A young girl walks through the park contemplating life.

 How can such a beautiful planet be such an ugly world? How can such a horrible species be allowed to live on such a wonderful place? Why are we allowed to stay on a place as magnificent as Earth? How can such a horrid race create something as beautiful as art? The art of music, painting, drawing, building--
 How did a race filled with so much opportunity turn so sour? Questions we lowly humans cannot answer. Valora pondered these questions as she walked. She had her head down, looking at the leaves and twigs crunching and snapping beneath her feet. She had her gray hood up, covering her head and brown hair. Her hands were shoved in her pockets. She often came to the woods not too far off from her home to just walk around. To look at just some of the beautiful things the earth has provided us. She loved the fall air. The wind gently blowing. The moisture in the air that hit her face. The feeling of being safe in Mother Nature's arms.
 She'd just recently been let out of school. She walked home, like she did everyday, and ate a sandwich. After she ate, she left and returned to her true home. Where she truly felt safe. The beautiful, calming forest. It was about five thirty in the afternoon now, and she needed to return to her house at six. She hated to leave. She'd much rather live in the forest than at her current home, in all honesty. At home, she had chores. At home, she had a step-father. At home, she had to go to school. At school, she had to see those horrible kids. At school, she'd be picked on. She'd be called names. She'd be pelted with rocks until she cried.
 She sat on a large rock for about ten to fifteen minutes, then she stood up to leave. As she walked home she dreaded eating dinner with her mother, step-father, and her baby brothers. Her parents will be fighting, and her twin brothers will be crying. She probably will be, too.
 She sighed and sorrowfully whispered to herself, " At least today's almost over. "

Author's Note

If you find anything wrong, please ignore my grammar and spelling errors! This is my first story for this site.

Reviews

[Marc Hamel]

a beautiful attempt to look outside the box many people fall into of seeing mankind as some kind of super race that is the hight and glory of all creation, a philosopher i read once stated something along the lines of "every organism raises his ugly head over a host of corpses, smiles into the sun, and pronounces it good."
which is, to some extent the view of this child, who has seen humanity in a newer and older light, the light of our inhuman humanity. beautifully written!

[Jetta Zippora]

Wow. What a great story! I love your writing style and how you choose to describe the setting. You def have talent, friend. :) Can't wait to read more of your work.

[Sir_Lansonlot]

Just wish I could have read more. I want to know what happens and why I read this snippet of Valora's life.

[HerUnknownLife]

Wow this is a really nice story. I feel safer in the woods to. I love being outdoors.