Story Writing Debate

Story Title: The PortalChapter 1: ColorsSuddenly...The tree's meeble roots hooked to the side of the river bank, shuddered under my tiny weight. The tree was old, and had been meagerly attached to the riverside. When I added pressure to it's seemingly think trunk, I felt the shudder of it's weakness pull from the riverbank. Uh oh.I quickly tried to make my way across the trunk, as I heard the roots ripping from the surface of earth. Cold raging water licked the side of the trunk viciously attempting to knock me from my stability. And it worked. My barefoot slipped on a moist mossy part of the trunk. I screamed, and fell into the river, grabbing the stub of a broken branch on my way down. The water was cold, and eagerly tried to suck me downstream. I was panic stricken, and scared for my life as the cold river attempted to take me into the unknown. I gripped onto the tree with all my might, and pulled myself upward, heaving my chest onto the trunk as best as I could. As I pulled myself out of the water, I heard another loud RIIIIIPPP as a couple more roots snapped. In Correspondence, the tree drifted downriver a little bit more, as water raged forward, urging the tree all the way down. I regained my balance, and stepped quickly (but more carefully this time) across the dangerous tree. Only a few more feet... Almost there...Snap!The tree's final root broke off, and the tree was free. Upon hearing the snap I wasted no time. I leapt from the tree with as much force as my small body could muster, and landed right on the edge of the river bank, slightly rolling my ankle as I landed. "Ouch!" I yelped, as I clutched my ankle, breathing heavily, adrenaline pumping through my veins. I stared in fright as I watched the massive tree flow downriver, and snap in two pieces on a massive boulder, and eventually dis-appear. I bent over, and buried my face in my hands, crying. What was I going to do now? Who knows how far that river would go before I could find another crossing? And even if I did find one, how would I be able to find that same dirt road that had led me here? I felt depressed and hopeless. I instantly regretted not telling my family where I was. Finally, I wiped my tears, on my torn baseball shirt, and composed myself. I had to at least try and find my way home, before worrying myself. I looked at my surroundings, trying to determine the best course of action for finding my way home. After the tree incident, I no longer felt the need to adventure further. It was time to go home.I decided the best route was back along the river, east, the direction from which I had originally transgressed in order to get to the dirt road.I followed the river for what seemed like hours. The scenery, the trees, they were all absolutely beautiful. After another few hours of walking near the river, I started to realize that it was only getting wider. There would be no crossing like the one I had originally found...It was getting dark, as the evening gloom started to make it's progress in darkening the open sky. The trees started to become more tight, and condensed, close knit, and there were more of them.I felt tears coming up again. I shouldn't have left so far.. I am so stupid! I thought of mama, an papa, and how angry they were going to be with me for being late. 'You should be ashamed of yourself' They would say. 'You should have been more careful' They would say.And they would have been right. I should have known better than to come all this way by myself, with No food, and no water.I was tired, and hungry. Then I heard a growl, a low rumble from deep inside the Forrest. I gulped. Looks like I am not the only one who is hungry. I broke into a run, running away from the river so as not to be trapped by the river, and whatever it was that was just growling.After I ran for a few minutes, I finally stopped to catch my breath. The night progressively was getting darker. I could hear the noises of night fill the air, crickets chirping, an owl hooted in the distance. I heard shuffle nearby in the foliage. I started, and panicked again. I starting running again, further into the Forrest. away from the river. I thought I herd noises every time, I stopped. Shapes seemed to move themselves throughout the trees, as my imagination went wild. It felt so real, however part of me subliminally knew that my fear was conjuring up pseudo ideals on what was really going on around me. Then I heard the growl again. This time it was louder, closer."Leave me alone!" I shouted, and ran further into the Forrest. I ran, and ran and ran. Just when I thought my cardio couldn't keep up with me anymore, I felt my ankle twist on a root, and I fell face flat into the leaves on the ground, hitting my head hard. My vision blurred, for a second, and I felt a bit of blood on my head, as I had a small cut and I figured there was a bruise as well. I didn't even bother to get up this time. I was scared, lonely, and lost. Completely lost. Running would do me no good. I closed my eyes, and tears rolled down my cheek. Why hadn't I just stayed at home? Why did I always have to be so dang adventurous?The noises of the night continued, and I lay shuddering in a pile of leaves, waiting for the darkness to consume me. Eventually, sleep cast it's luring spell on me, casting me deep into the depths of my nightmares. ------I awoke to a strange scuffling sound nearby me. I instantly opened my eyes, allowing the bright beautiful morning light to fill my soul. I heard the shuffle again, and averted my eyes to where I heard the noise, flinching as I notices the bush near me wiggling. I backed away cautiously, suddenly feeling scared again.Just then, a small Hare, rushed out of the bush, and off into the trees. Phew, just a little bunny rabbit. My stomached growled, signifying that I needed to find food. I got up, and walked into the woods. I had no idea where I was at, but that could wait. I needed to eat. I scavenged around, investigating plants, trees, and other objects for their edibility. Nothing seemed to appetizing, however.Finally I found it! A walnut tree, just like the one Grandma used to have in her back yard. Lucy and I would always eat wal-nuts that had fallen during the Summer time.I did the same now, as I collected an armful of nuts. I spent the next while eating, and cracking open wal-nut shells. Eventually I started to wander around the woods a little more, as I tried to search for something, anything that could lead me back to civilization.There was nothing but trees around in every direction, for as far as I could see. I felt my heart drop a little as I realized how hopeless my situation really was. I walked farther into the woods until something.... strange.... caught my eye. In the corner of my eye, I noticed blue. I turned towards it, and walked slowly. It was a big tree. In fact it was huge, going up at least 60 ft. It's base was thick, about 4 meters wide. But that wasn't the most interesting part. The most interesting part was the big blue oval plastered on the base of the trunk. I was instantly curious. The oval was moving, seemingly shifting endlessly in circles. It almost looked as if it were a dark hazy blue mist. Curiously I touched it. I was completely shocked to see my entire hand dis-appear behind the oval. Gone, completely. I withdrew it immediately, testing it. it seemed just fine. Hmm...It was some kind of portal, an entrance. But to where? At nine years old, I had long since learned that the only way to find out was to dive straight in.With that, I gripped the edge of the tree, and pulled myself threw. What I saw when I was through was completely amazing. Blinded by colors, shapes, and things unknown to me, I was somewhere completely different. No longer was I in the forest. My eyes glistened as I took in the beautiful and intense surroundings.