What it means to be human

What it means to be human

This is just a little teaser i made for anyone to read
if it goes well theni will make more of it and continue it

Chapter 1

it starts with a heartbeat

It ran as fast as if could, dodging the vines and branches from the trees, jumping over dead logs that had been left to rot, running fast and agile. Its nose twitching at all the scents it could pick up each ear moving in different directions to the sounds of birds and other creatures and movements around it. It was free, it was wild, and it was not alone...
I was alone in the woods. I had always loved taking pictures ever since I was little (ever since I was about 5),, every Christmas i would ask for a disposable camera more film or even a new photography camera. Though i would not always get one as my mother had always wanted me to be more giry.She would buy me makeup and hair straighteners insted , and i used t hem just to keep her off my back. I was never the girly girl that she wanted me to be, i didnt fit in with the popular plastic girls that wore the newest fashon designer clothes or have the newst phones etc. I wasnt like them i was a out cast a no-one who seemed invisable to people most of the time.

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