Chapter 6 - Chapter 5

Hours passed by and the world began to get kissed by the sunlight. Of course, this never reached me. I was still feeling quite sick and light headed. And they had been in there for so long. How could they stand it?[br]
Eventually, the members of the village began exiting the tent. Please let there be showers. I stood up and went to follow them when yet again, some one grabbed me. It was Shyhira again.[br]
"Where do you think your going?" he asked in an agitated. [br]
"I thought I should follow..." I looked over my sholder to the disapearing crowd. Then it occured to me, "Where are they going?" I asked.[br]
"They're going to the feast. But your not," he said. Feast? just now I realised how hungry I was and let the world know with a cry from my stomache.[br]
"Oh," I said. I felt my face burn up. It was a good thing it was covered in blood. I continued, "So where am I going," I asked.[br]
"To help me clean up," he said with an evil smile. Then his face softened. "We also have to discuss your punishment," he quickly said as he moved to the tent. Punishment? I suddenly lost my appitite. He handed me a hose thing and we both started washing the walls of the tent down. I didnt feel as sick as before, maybe because I had been spending the last few hours sitting in the stuff. [br]
It was silent for hours whilst we washed the walls so I was wondering If it was because of the whole punishment thing. Suddenly I lost control of the hose and somehow managed to get Shyhira and myself soaked. [br]
"Sorry," I said. He just turned away. Thats strange. [br]
A few hours later and the tent was clean. He began pulling it down. I guess as the ringleader its his job. but its too big for one person. I went to help.[br]
"Dont touch it," he said without ever looking at me. I backed away. He began tearing it down with what seemed to be no difficulty. After he was done, he packed it into a horse and cart i never noticed before. [br]
"Get in," he said. I nodded and sat in my allocated seat. He drove it to the town. He Got out and chucked his packed tent in what apeared to be its spot. I started feeling nervous. my punishment must be coming up. he pulled me out of the cart and dragged me to a building.[br]
"Your punishment awaits you here," he said. He opened the door and pulled me in. When we were inside I saw a table and chair with what looked like mashed potoato's. he gestured towards the table.[br]
"What is it?" I asked. He looked at me with surprise.[br]
"You don't know? It's the dreaded mash potato recipe," se explained. [br]
"So I have to eat it?" I questioned. Whats so bad about mash potatos?[br]
"Yes," he said. I looked at him like he was crazy, then sat down and began eating it. There was nothng wrong with it. They were so good, but I thought I should fake it for his sake.[br]
"Oh right, These are so terrible," I moaned. My words were tainted with sarcasm. I never said I was a good actor. And I dont think he believed me. He jumped onto the table and stuck his finger in it to taste it. He threw himself off the table gagging. I take it he's not a potato person.[br]
"How can you stand it?" he asked. I looked at him. He's really not a potatoe person.[br]
"I used to eat this stuff all the time with my family," I explained. He looked at me.[br]
"Family?" he asked, "Whats that?" [br]
"Hmm....... How can I explain this? When two people love each other very mush they form a special hug....." I said. He looked even more confused. "Dont worry about it," I said. He sat on the table again. [br]
"So what is it like out there?" he asked. I guess he was hungry for knowlege[br]
"We'll the only thing I really miss is proberbly chocolate," I said as a joke. He jumped up.[br]
"Oh, we have a recipe for that too," he cheered. He started pulling out all these books. He seemed a bit weird, but I guess he was curious about me. I am from a completely different world to him. One filled with technology, entertainment and education. Not saying these people aren't entertaining or educated. But they live in... well I would call it the wilderness.[br]
"You really dont have to search for it," I said. He passed it to me and began reading over my sholder. The recipe scared me. Lets just say me and cooking doesnt ever work out so well. then something startled us. 'Knock knock.'[br]

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