should an emergency arise. While he went on, Cassandra turned to Sam and said.
‘I don’t think he is going to leave us alone, meaning that he is probably going to join us to all the sites we wanted to see later.’
‘Yes, you’re right! Did you notice he is a living, breathing navigation system? What detail indeed!’ Sam replied.
Along the trail Gregor pointed out to some trees and some bushes that had edible berries and nuts and challenged the group to try some. He also showed them how to distinguish between berries that were poisonous and those that were not.
‘Gregor, how do you know so much about the forest?’ asked Rebecca.
‘Let’s not forget that I was born here and raised here. I played in the forest throughout most of my childhood and I have hunted here since my early teenage years until now. It is home and I know it like the back of my hand’ Gregor replied.
‘Gregor, are you going to tell us the rest of your story?’ asked Cassandra.
‘Yes, why not. We are pretty far from our first point, that is, if everyone else agrees?’
The group all agreed.
‘After the authorities confirmed that my parents had surely disappeared and neither of their bodies had been found after weeks of searching they found the courage to tell my grandmother to be strong because she was chosen by fate to endure a great loss but also to be challenged to raise her grandson who had now know other family but her. She knew what needed to be done and didn’t need outsiders telling her how to go about her business. She hastily got rid of them telling them to go away and leave us alone.
She was cold as ice, rude and full of fury. Then she showed them to the door and slammed it behind them without a second word. She turned towards me and her eyes were flooded by her tears.
“ Gregor, ” she said, “ I will never let harm come to you, I will die before I allow harm to come to you. I am your grandmother but today I will become your mother and your father as well! ” She promised and took me in her arms squeezing me tightly. I will never forget that day. I felt her enormous pain over my own. After everything that had happened though my grandmother didn’t want me to live in fear so she tried her best to give me a most normal life given the situation. Every morning she brought me into these woods and said, “ Gregori, you will grow up to love your homeland and even though death lingers all around this forest you shall not be afraid to live, to breath to be a part of the natural scene! ” She taught me every trail I know, showed me every secret cave and every last crevice in this forest. Later in that year after several months had passed, Marina let me go out alone. She warned me not to take the long trail to the river and to take a whistle with me so that if I should stumble upon trouble, I could use it and she would be there in no time.
My first time out alone wasn’t scary at all; I had no fear what so ever after my grandmother’s talk. Deep in my heart I believed that my parents were somewhere nearby and that they would be found no matter in what state they were. I would go out into the woods more and more and searched for clues believing that one day I would find them.
One day, about two years after those events, at Martyr Point another family was attacked and found their macabre death. None had survived. I sat on a boulder at that point waiting endlessly for the trout to bite the line. I heard the thrashing of the autumn leaves as if someone was walking through the forest. Turning I saw no one. I tried the line again, sending it out deeper into the river waters and felt peaceful and serene without a fear in mind. Sometimes this made me wonder about myself. Why wasn’t I fearful after all that had happened or of what could happen?
The thrashing sounded even closer a moment later and again I turned to see but again nothing was there.
‘I don’t think he is going to leave us alone, meaning that he is probably going to join us to all the sites we wanted to see later.’
‘Yes, you’re right! Did you notice he is a living, breathing navigation system? What detail indeed!’ Sam replied.
Along the trail Gregor pointed out to some trees and some bushes that had edible berries and nuts and challenged the group to try some. He also showed them how to distinguish between berries that were poisonous and those that were not.
‘Gregor, how do you know so much about the forest?’ asked Rebecca.
‘Let’s not forget that I was born here and raised here. I played in the forest throughout most of my childhood and I have hunted here since my early teenage years until now. It is home and I know it like the back of my hand’ Gregor replied.
‘Gregor, are you going to tell us the rest of your story?’ asked Cassandra.
‘Yes, why not. We are pretty far from our first point, that is, if everyone else agrees?’
The group all agreed.
‘After the authorities confirmed that my parents had surely disappeared and neither of their bodies had been found after weeks of searching they found the courage to tell my grandmother to be strong because she was chosen by fate to endure a great loss but also to be challenged to raise her grandson who had now know other family but her. She knew what needed to be done and didn’t need outsiders telling her how to go about her business. She hastily got rid of them telling them to go away and leave us alone.
She was cold as ice, rude and full of fury. Then she showed them to the door and slammed it behind them without a second word. She turned towards me and her eyes were flooded by her tears.
“ Gregor, ” she said, “ I will never let harm come to you, I will die before I allow harm to come to you. I am your grandmother but today I will become your mother and your father as well! ” She promised and took me in her arms squeezing me tightly. I will never forget that day. I felt her enormous pain over my own. After everything that had happened though my grandmother didn’t want me to live in fear so she tried her best to give me a most normal life given the situation. Every morning she brought me into these woods and said, “ Gregori, you will grow up to love your homeland and even though death lingers all around this forest you shall not be afraid to live, to breath to be a part of the natural scene! ” She taught me every trail I know, showed me every secret cave and every last crevice in this forest. Later in that year after several months had passed, Marina let me go out alone. She warned me not to take the long trail to the river and to take a whistle with me so that if I should stumble upon trouble, I could use it and she would be there in no time.
My first time out alone wasn’t scary at all; I had no fear what so ever after my grandmother’s talk. Deep in my heart I believed that my parents were somewhere nearby and that they would be found no matter in what state they were. I would go out into the woods more and more and searched for clues believing that one day I would find them.
One day, about two years after those events, at Martyr Point another family was attacked and found their macabre death. None had survived. I sat on a boulder at that point waiting endlessly for the trout to bite the line. I heard the thrashing of the autumn leaves as if someone was walking through the forest. Turning I saw no one. I tried the line again, sending it out deeper into the river waters and felt peaceful and serene without a fear in mind. Sometimes this made me wonder about myself. Why wasn’t I fearful after all that had happened or of what could happen?
The thrashing sounded even closer a moment later and again I turned to see but again nothing was there.
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