Dialogue Essay - Original Writing

They plunged further in the woods, until they found the camps and huts of the

The Caverns were but a short walk away, reached via a path that lead out into the forest

They all spread out and began to search the area for a cave. Kyle soon spotted a cave back in the woods.

When I look down, I realize that parts of the stairs are buried from dirt sliding down the mountain.

Jared crossed the room to the two doors on the opposite of the room. He opened the first door closest to the exit. Not having any natural light it was dark inside; apparently, it was a large walk in closet. The other door led to a bathroom. Jared needed his lantern to see the room’s layout. He knew there was a chute downstairs with a pulley so buckets of water could be hauled up and down to the bathroom which was standard practice.

If I wanted to go back home I needed to think of a plan to get myself back on to the trail. Maybe I could just follow my footsteps and that would help me go back. I turned around to see if I had left any footprints only to watch to see a braze cover up almost all of my footprints with dirt. With that plan now out I needed to think of some other way to get out. I saw two other paths on that I could take but there was no guarantee that it would take me back home. The choice was now either to go back the way I came and maybe get even more lost or go on these new trails and maybe get more lost. Either way I was screwed.

It began to get dark and the sun was beginning to fall so I headed

I went back into my room to get ready for the day. When I looked in the window it was dark and gloomy as if it was going to storm, but that was strange. The forecast predicted that today would be and sunny day, but I didn’t think much of it. When I finished getting ready, I ran downstairs to eat breakfast.

It was midnight, and I couldn’t sleep. Rain poured down heavily as I tried to sleep. I closed the windows and put the pillow on my head but nothing worked. I

I went straight to the tiny forest at the edge of town. It was shrinking, the forest, because of the dry-out of the world, but it was relatively large for this day and age. I camped out in it until night, when I could see the stars. I looked at the and muttered:

As I walked into the woods towards my “start”,

me to come in and to follow him. He waddled into the living room where

The tree trunks were thorn free, but the footing was slippery. Sections of bark were loose and damp rotting wood lay underneath. The path through the brambles was quicker on the far slope, where he paused to check his surroundings several times. A final check of the field ahead was made from the shade of some small oaks. Trey continued on, stopping behind cover or in the shadows.

“Ugh, did you really have to do that?” He said without making eye contact and just started walked away with big steps, making it hard for me to hold up with him.

Trent and the others were sitting in an ellipse on the ground beside the deck, decorated so particularly and cleanly that you wouldn’t dare touch it without the permission of a parent, and they were laughing about something as a boy who I’d never seen before ran past me crying; I went in anyway.