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So, I know I haven’t posted in a while, but here is my next chapter of Correta Bellemore. If you want to be tagged, please tell me! More soon! If you have any constructive criticism, please, don’t hesitate to tell me.
Breakfast was served an hour later. Her parents were still exclaiming over “the miracle” of the rabbit meat. Correta pretended to be just as surprised as they were. The rabbit meat was delicious. After all the excitement died down, Ma started a spinning circle with the girls, and Pa a whittling with the boys. It was quite easy to slip out unnoticed.
Correta walked quietly up the staircase, and carefully stepped outside. Now, she knew it was of utmost importance to remain silent. She couldn’t have stolen the sword again with everyone awake. She would have to rely purely on herself. Near the entrance, Correta picked up a large stick, and carrying it as a last resort, she began to check the traps. She hated to catch meat, but since it was winter, it was the only plan for survival. Five squirrels had been snared in her ten traps, making her thank the sky for the fact that they would eat for the day. She knew there wasn’t much in the forest during the winter. She slung the meat over her shoulders and headed back to the shelter. Correta thought she heard footsteps, and began to run, silently as a fox. She opened the door to the shelter, locked it, sighed from relief, crept into the room again, brought the stick with her, and dropped the meat in the center, silently. She placed the stick in the corner, and dropped down next to her father and brothers, feeling daring.
“Teach me to whittle.” she said steadily. Her father looked up at her in surprise.
“You want to learn?” he asked.
“Yes.” she answered.”
So he began to teach her.
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Oh my god! Soooo good! I’m finally back on this website! I’ve read all the chapters and love them!!!