It was such a hot day, she really shouldn't be made to walk all the way to her grandma's house! Pink eyes looked up at the sun through the forest tops and sighed, hands on her hips as she walked. She loved her grandma, but she got sick at the worst times. It was almost ninety out, and she was already sweating. She sighed again, taking the hair tie off her wrist to pull her long black and purple hair back and out of her face. It was a little cooler now, but not too much.
She didn't like walking through the woods alone. It was just a beaten down old path that really no one but her family used. She was surprised no one had attacked her yet. The girl hummed to herself, as she continued walking. She was wearing black shirts and a black tank top that had a hard time keeping her ample breasts contained under the fabric. She was carrying a basket of medicine and food for her grandma, made by her mother.
She sort of wished something exciting would happen for once.
She didn't like walking through the woods alone. It was just a beaten down old path that really no one but her family used. She was surprised no one had attacked her yet. The girl hummed to herself, as she continued walking. She was wearing black shirts and a black tank top that had a hard time keeping her ample breasts contained under the fabric. She was carrying a basket of medicine and food for her grandma, made by her mother.
She sort of wished something exciting would happen for once.