Freya Immediately I sat up as a strange, young male jumped before me. He was shirtless and very tall. He had dark, short, wavy hair that lay above his thick eyebrows and hid his ears. "I'm not going to hurt you," he said as he held both hands before him. His voice was smooth and clear, one that assured you he wouldn't. But how can I trust a stranger, for instance, a male I just met who is also bare-chested? I looked at where he leaped from, and I was soon surprised at how far he had jumped. I moved backward, scared. "Stay away from me," I warned him. "Are you hurt?" His eyes scanned my right foot. I had fallen hard on my right foot; it felt like it was sprained. "Your grandma and another elderly female came to my dad for help; that's why I'm here." His dark brown eye stares into mine, hoping to calm me down so I could trust him. "Where are they?" I cried, regretting that I had foolishly run off into the forest. "I'll take you to them," he informed me. I tried getting up, but
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