The wisp of the wind blowing trough Rose's brown wavy hair. It was recces at Coleville Elementary for the 5th graders. As Rose stared quietly at the children laughing and playing there games of time.

I sat on a bench with only scraps of color. I was a girl of shadows. I never had people talk to me, when they walked past it was like I was invisible. The time I most looked forward for was writing! I always sat alone in one 4 seat table, while I wrote my imagination made me feel like I was the character Maddy with tons of friends and everything she ever wanted but my ability to talk to animals and Ranger was the part of my life I would never want re-write. After writing I packed all my stuff shoved them in my old floral backpack and waited silently for the announcement allowing me to walk back home.

While Rose was walking down the dirt path back to her small cottage like home she saw a raccoon on the street with her 4 kids, she stared at them with a half smile on her face, but then she saw a car driving in with women who was looking at her phone. I soon dropped my backpack and ran in front of the car yelling with my hands in front,

"STOP" then in a speed of light the women fared the car right in time before I could get hit! The women with a stern tired face told me to never do that but then when I bent down and gently picked up a baby raccoon,

She let a light gasp and gently said "Oh my gosh I'm so senseless ! Do you think you can lead them out of the road so people can stop honking at me?" I looked behind the car and saw angry people with damaged cars and head lights flashing.

I bent down saying quietly to the protective mother raccoon " I'm not going to hurt you I'm going to help" she blinked her delicate eyes and walked toward me I quickly untied my dirty blue sweater and put the raccoons in and carried them back to where my backpack was lying. I tied my sweater with the critters around me like a baby rap and went walking petting a little brown and gray head all the way home. Soon there was a little blur lying on the porch, when I got closer I realized that it  was Ranger my dog was sleeping silently. I pated his head and said happily,

"Ranger I'm home!"