Fight it

Chapter 2

"They say love cometh but once in a life time but really, who cares about that?" Author.

Our little village was smack dab in the middle of nowhere with one long lonely road leading to the market and city, and another almost nonexistent road leading to a thickly unkown forest. This of course was forbidden for the children (me being the children). Every other side of our small piece of heaven had farmland. Do i need to tell about how we the unfortunate ones lived at the edge of the forest? Well there, I just did. Growing up, i think i developed awareness by 2 years. From then on, i proceeded to give my father every form of heart attacks known to man. He was constantly pulling me from one scrape or the other. I was not allowed to leave the premises of the cottege which was surrounded by a gate too high for my little fingers to access and my dad, damn the man never forgot to close the latch. Being pretty much left to my devices, i had a lot of time to be creative about my own brand of mischief.