Harder

Open your eyes

When I finally touched the floor again it was a huge relief. I smiled to myself as the world I had arrived in looked like home maybe this "whisper " was just my mind going crazy. I looked around waiting to be told what to do but nobody came.

I started to feel tired and my eyes were getting heavy. Crash...crash...crash...An old man came over to me and said in an old grouchy voice"the storm is upon us,the storm is upon us." I looked up at the sky,it was no longer sunny. A shadowed area was present. The once bright Ray of sunshine had turned to stone and looked dull and unpleasant in the sky. I looked to the old man for advice as he looked much more knowledgeable than me. "Where can I go, I am new here and have no clue why I am here." I started to tell my story.

"Have you met her whisperer yet, because if you have you have been very lucky ,it means the person you are set out to find, was of great importance to you and your family."

"But I haven't lost anyone ?" I began to say when. The old man put his boney hand on my shoulder and just smiled. As if by a coincidence I knew what I had to do. "Follow me and I will show you to the safest place to camp out until the storm is over." So ongoingly I followed the old man to the greatest place in my life. To my relief I realised I've come to such a wonderful land. But when I arrive my mind felt open and I knew how I would get back to the place I called home. I can completely remember the way the old man laughed when I told him my name."well,you will have hard challenges facing your life. But that will not stop you.However a arrow will probably be your greatest weapon. "It sure will." Said a girl with a very high pitched voice.

"Sorry to interrupt you meeting,I'm Delilah." She said smiling. She wasn't a ordinary person she looked like a pixie or in fact she was one. "Ammm you kind of have wings." I began to say. "Sssssshhh don't judge." She said. "You are kind of cute." She said. "Hold your wings, I'm 14 Im not hanging around with a pixie they aren't even real..." "Ha well then you have very little knowledge boy of 14." Said a tall looking guy with brown hair. " And you are...?" I started to say. "Lucas." Said Delilah smiling. "Well,well,well you are attracting a crowd said the old man, we have been so busy talking we haven't noticed that the storm is over.

"Oh so it is." Said Lucas. "But first what is your name boy of 14." "Archer." He said.

When he said this Delilah gave him a big hug. "It's him!" She said in delight. "Ammm I have no idea what you are on about ..." I said.