{"id":214,"date":"2023-05-26T12:00:27","date_gmt":"2023-05-26T17:00:27","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/?p=214&#038;preview=true&#038;preview_id=214"},"modified":"2023-05-07T09:58:31","modified_gmt":"2023-05-07T14:58:31","slug":"chapter-5-the-big-scare","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/2023\/05\/26\/chapter-5-the-big-scare\/","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 5: The Big Scare"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"color:#666666;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:18pt\">I slowed to a halt. Gale had caught up to me and we were both breathing heavily. &#8220;Why are we here!?!?!?!!&#8221; Gale exclaimed frantically. &#8220;Why are <em>you<\/em> here? You didn&#8217;t have to follow me, you dork!&#8221; I said, exasperated. &#8220;You&#8217;re my <em>friend<\/em>, you idiot! I still care about you! I&#8217;m not going to let you go into a creepy cave in the darkness and get eaten up by a monster and then if I was wrong you wouldn&#8217;t be there to tell me &#8216;Told you so, silly scare de cat&#8217;!&#8221; Gale looked a little embarrassed at his sudden outburst. I was a little taken aback at that. Just then, I heard a noise. I gave a little squeak. I heard panting. It wasn&#8217;t Gale&#8217;s or mine. My heart quickened. I saw a flash of dark, beady eyes in the darkness. I was petrified. I seriously was shaking and crying softly with fear. What was going to happen to me and Gale?<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I slowed to a halt. Gale had caught up to me and we were both breathing heavily. &#8220;Why are we here!?!?!?!!&#8221; Gale exclaimed frantically. &#8220;Why are you here? You didn&#8217;t have to follow me, you dork!&#8221; I said, exasperated. &#8220;You&#8217;re my friend, you idiot! I still care about you! I&#8217;m not going to let you [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[16,55],"tags":[36,18,87,11],"class_list":["post-214","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fiction","category-writing-samples","tag-carolyn","tag-fiction","tag-pot-of-gold","tag-writing"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/214","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=214"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/214\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":226,"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/214\/revisions\/226"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=214"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=214"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.theworldrevolvesaroundmichael.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=214"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}