Chirp! Chirp!

"Mom! 5 more minutes!" I mumbled sleepily.

Chirp! Chip-chirchirp! What is that noise? Mom wakes be up by rolling me out of bed. This does not sound like the floor rushing up to meet my face. Suddenly I sat up bolt right, memories rushing in. I was not at my house. I was sleeping in the middle of the forest, no idea where I am or how to get home no other cloths, and no place for me to get fresh food or water. Yup. I'm off to a promising start.

Long past later

I have been wandering around for hours, and have accomplished much. I have accomplished finding no food or water, figuring out that I am no where near close to finding out how to get out of this forest, and I also cut my arm deep on a thorn bush trying to get my foot untucked from a tree root. I had to tear off part of the bottom of the jacket I'm wearing, and make it into a bandage.
I start running. I need to find water or food fast. My grumbling tummy will bring unwanted attention to me. Swoosh-swish. That sounded like water! I push through a clump of bushes, and see what I have wanted for the past few hours. A clean stream I can drink from. At least now I have hope for survival.