Kaiko

Kaiko

A Chapter by MightyMouse

Kaiko walked along the edge of a forest balancing on a log. Her small arms waved in the air to keep her from falling down. She was a very small girl of only three years. Her strawberry blonde hair is in knots with twigs and leaves sticking out of it in all directions. Her bright green eyes chase a small group of butterflies flying around some flowers at the other end of the log. She giggles reaching out to grab them as she reaches the end of the log, but they flutter just out of reach of her small chubby hands. Her feet slip on the damp log and she falls down tearing her dirty pink shirt. She stands up clumsily and tries to wipe dirt of her shirt with her face in a pout. One of the butterflies she’s been chasing lands on her nose and she starts giggling again. She reaches out to grab it, but it flies away again. She follows chanting a nursery rhyme her mother had taught her. “Butterfly, Butterfly, flutter around. Butterfly, Butterfly, touch the ground.” Kaiko couldn’t remember the rest of the rhyme, so she just chased after the butterflies giggling and repeating her rhyme.

Kaiko lost track of the butterflies when she came to a field with a lot of people in it. They all looked like they were trying to get inside a big building. She wondered if there might be something to eat there, or if she would find her parents. So she wandered into the field. The grass was so long it came up to her chest. She giggled when some of it tickled her chin. “Mommy! Daddy!” She yelled, hoping they would hear her. She keeps walking further into the field, the ground slowly tilting upwards. A gate is lying on the ground, and it has something sharp at the top. Kaiko tries to be careful and get around it. Her feet slip and she falls on the something sharp. It hurts, so she starts screaming. She can’t get away from the sharp stuff. “Mommy! Daddy!” She screams for help, but nobody is coming to help her. The sharp stuff won’t let her go and it’s making her bleed. Kaiko is crying so much she can’t see anymore. And then someone grabs her.




© 2016 MightyMouse



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