Lost

After about half an hour, the search party stopped and by that time as well, Casey and Rayelle stopped running.

 

They had started to walk, but Casey tripped on a tree root.

 

"Ouch!" said Casey, as he fell.

 

"What is it?" asked Rayelle.

 

"I think I twisted my ankle!" replied Casey.

 

He tried to get up, but couldn't. So Rayelle asked him, "Are you ok?"

 

"Yes, now don't touch me!" Casey said as he slapped Rayelle's helping hand away.

 

Rayelle sat down and sighed, as Casey pulled himself into a sitting position.

 

A tear started to run down Rayelle's cheek. She muttered to herself, "I can't do this..."

 

Then she started to cry.

 

Casey asked her, "Hey, are you crying? I'm sorry for hitting your hand, you can help me if you want..."

 

"No, it's not that...," Rayelle replied.

 

"Then what is?" asked Casey.

 

He went to wipe the tears running down her cheeks, looking into her eyes.

 

"It's just- we're lost....no way back home, my parents are gonna kill me!" said Rayelle. She added, muttering, "It's hopeless..."

 

He said, "No, it's not. We''ll get out here soon enough."

 

She sighed, knowing he was right.

 

Then she went to work on his ankle. she ripped some cloth off of her hoodie, and pinned it around his ankle.

 

"What's this?" he asked, confused.

 

"Oh, my friend Elle used to do it when she twisted her ankle," Rayelle replied.

 

"Oh, ok," Casey said.

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Not finished!

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