• I stared out my window at the wilderness. I smiled to myself, just taking it all in. This was all I had ever known, because this was all there was. Just me, my family, and the tree's. We were the last on the earth, my parents had told me. There was no one else.
    I wasn't allowed to go farther then our little patch of land, my father had told me, because it would disturb the life around us. I respected all living things, and so I followed his rules, always, until one the day I turned 16, and was feeling a bit rebellious.
    I had been sitting out on the chair in our little yard, when i heard something off in the distance, something I hadn't heard before. Being the little adventuress that I was, i set off to investigate, leaving my yard for the first time. I ran through the forest, feeling the wind in my hair, and it felt fantastic. To stretch my legs and let them carry me as far as they could felt great, and i forgot all about the strange sound, caring about nothing more then the feel of the floor beneath me.
    As i ran along, suddenly i banged into something and fell to the ground on top of it.
    "Ouch!" someone said beneath me.
    "Sorry, sorry!" i said impulsively, getting up off the...person? No, that can't be true... but it was.
    "It's okay" the boy getting up said, laughing. I looked at him in wonder. I had been told that there were no others, yet here was another human. He had dark brown hair, beautiful green eyes, and a smile to kill for. I just stared at him, while he brushed himself off and looked at me and his expression changed, if only slightly. Something bloomed in my heart. His eyes looked up and down me and i blushed, although i had never met him and did not know why i was blushing.
    I was wearing my mothers sun dress from when she was my age and since I was taller then she was it was pretty short on me, going to only 6in below my waist.
    "You, uh, aren't really dressed for, er, hiking" he said. I tilted my head sideways and just stared at him.
    "Who are you?" I asked the strange boy. He laughed at me, and then answered.
    "John, and you are?"
    "Sharon" I said, and looked back towards the way I'd come. My parents had lied about everything.