Cactus, 1st POV
My legs were sputtering, giving out. The gears turning, and clicking. I was going to find Sophie. It felt as if I was running hours, running in circles. The moon was still on my trail. And then I stopped. My feet gave out. My flannel shirt stuck to my skin. I slide back to the roots of a tree, opening up my bag. I grabbed the musky canteen and gurgled what was left. My greasy hair hung in my face. Then my gears, turning, smoking from work,
gave out.
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A Girl Named Cactus
AdventureWhen you turn 12 years of age, you get a new name, and living quarters. Most of your younger life has been erased. Your family you had when you were born was only temporary. Opal had a nice house, nice family. Then they took it away and named her C...
