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Author: K. A. Applegate
counting on me. We were going back to the Yeerk pool, and they were counting on me to be brave and strong. Thatâs what they thought I was.
But if I was so brave and so strong, why was I suddenly imagining a very different life, a long, long way from the war with the Yeerks?
Why was I imagining a life of gymnastics classes and ball games with my dad â a place where I was just a person? Where no one expected me to go back down into that hell of screams and despair called the Yeerk pool?
If I was so brave and so tough, why was I imagining a normal life?
I flew into Tobiasâs territory. It was also the territory of at least one real horned owl, who would not be happy to have me around. It belonged to Tobias by day and to the owl by night.
I knew a tree where Tobias often slept. Sure enough, he was there. I stopped beating my wings and glided up.
I was already flaring my wings to come in for a landing when Tobias noticed me.
he demanded angrily.
I protested. I knew that some eagles and some falcons will attack hawks.
I settled on the branch beside him, sinking my talons into the soft bark. I could see why Tobias liked this perch. It gave a perfect view of the meadow, with all its tasty prey.
he said.
Tobias didnât say anything. Obviously, he knew I was lying. He just waited for me to tell him, watching me with gold-brown eyes that seemed to drill holes through me.
But I didnât really want to tell him. I mean, I guess I had wanted to, or why else would I have flown out to see him? But now it just seemed ridiculous to lay my problems on him.
I said.
he teased.
I said defensively.
I said.
As soon as the words were out of my head I wished I could call them back.
But Tobias was cool. He just laughed silently.
But if I was so brave and so strong, why was I suddenly imagining a very different life, a long, long way from the war with the Yeerks?
Why was I imagining a life of gymnastics classes and ball games with my dad â a place where I was just a person? Where no one expected me to go back down into that hell of screams and despair called the Yeerk pool?
If I was so brave and so tough, why was I imagining a normal life?
I flew into Tobiasâs territory. It was also the territory of at least one real horned owl, who would not be happy to have me around. It belonged to Tobias by day and to the owl by night.
I knew a tree where Tobias often slept. Sure enough, he was there. I stopped beating my wings and glided up.
I was already flaring my wings to come in for a landing when Tobias noticed me.
I settled on the branch beside him, sinking my talons into the soft bark. I could see why Tobias liked this perch. It gave a perfect view of the meadow, with all its tasty prey.
Tobias didnât say anything. Obviously, he knew I was lying. He just waited for me to tell him, watching me with gold-brown eyes that seemed to drill holes through me.
But I didnât really want to tell him. I mean, I guess I had wanted to, or why else would I have flown out to see him? But now it just seemed ridiculous to lay my problems on him.
I said.
I said defensively.
But Tobias was cool. He just laughed silently.
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