Rust is a short story about Bella, a young lady trying to find her way in life. With the help of an imaginary friend named Rust, she found the path to happiness. Follow Bella in her adventures through life as she grows into a fine young lady with the guidance of her friend Rust. Sometimes a friend is all you need, even if you are the only one that can hear him.
From the book...
"As she strode deeper and deeper into the woods, she felt a certain calm come over her. The shade seemed to cool her off, and her mind cleared bit-by-bit. It felt good, and she’d done this many times before. But never before had she wandered quite this deep, into the woods behind her house.
She wasn’t scared, because she never felt alone. She felt a comfort here that she felt nowhere else. Somehow being alone made her feel safe. It was then that she heard it. Or at least she thought she heard it.
“Princess…”
It was a whispered tone. It was so quiet that she wasn’t even certain that it was actually a sound. It was more of a thought placed in her mind. Had she imagined it? Who was Princess? She walked on, though now a little more cautiously. She wasn’t scared, not yet, but she knew she should take care into continuing on.
“Princess…”
There it was again. She was certain she heard it that time. “Who’s there?”
she asked into the empty air. There was no answer. "
Language
English
Pages
35
Format
Kindle Edition
Release
January 19, 2014
Rust: The Story of a Young Girl' & Her Journey Through Life
Rust is a short story about Bella, a young lady trying to find her way in life. With the help of an imaginary friend named Rust, she found the path to happiness. Follow Bella in her adventures through life as she grows into a fine young lady with the guidance of her friend Rust. Sometimes a friend is all you need, even if you are the only one that can hear him.
From the book...
"As she strode deeper and deeper into the woods, she felt a certain calm come over her. The shade seemed to cool her off, and her mind cleared bit-by-bit. It felt good, and she’d done this many times before. But never before had she wandered quite this deep, into the woods behind her house.
She wasn’t scared, because she never felt alone. She felt a comfort here that she felt nowhere else. Somehow being alone made her feel safe. It was then that she heard it. Or at least she thought she heard it.
“Princess…”
It was a whispered tone. It was so quiet that she wasn’t even certain that it was actually a sound. It was more of a thought placed in her mind. Had she imagined it? Who was Princess? She walked on, though now a little more cautiously. She wasn’t scared, not yet, but she knew she should take care into continuing on.
“Princess…”
There it was again. She was certain she heard it that time. “Who’s there?”
she asked into the empty air. There was no answer. "