A Child Who Loves Danger [Open]

Little old Wisy had been roaming the forest, cold and tired. She had no jacket, just a sleeveless shirt, and a small skirt. She only had one box of bento left in her small backpack, with a juice box and water.

"I wish I remembered why I was here.." she'd ask herself. That's right. She didn't know why she was in this weird forest.

"HELP!" she'd shout out, as she sat down against a tree. She'd almost pass out, right there. "Hel-p.." she cooed out very softly.

"There's a new one every day." said thought herself, looking down at the girl.

She hated when people interrupted her peace and quiet to disrupt her relaxation. But this was a world that some did not have the luxury of adjusting to. Some were here for years, others for minutes. She, herself, had only been in this world for a few months, but even so, she understood what other worlds were out there.

"Hey, keep it quiet down there." Kasey said. If the girl looked up she would find her laying with her back to a think branch, and a jacket over her body. She stared up at the top of the tree, looking at the light that fell around the leaves. "Some people are trying to nap here."

She would take her arms that were folded on her lap and clasp them behind her head. These people were all innocent and young in the eyes of this world. While Kasey herself spend the last few years of her life thieving and stealing. She could use any rest she could get.