Getting Low

One- Lower then her
It was a Sunday morning, sun was bright and yellow, when a awakening scream occurred. "Ah! He likes me! He really likes me!" Bella cheered, leaping around the tree. "Isabella! Shut your slothy mouth before I make you!" Mother yelled, climbing down from the tree. Essa sighed, plugging her ears. Essa is the smallest, and youngest sloth in the tribe. She needed most attention, because she couldn't take care of herself. Her sisters ALWAYS teased her. She carried her quilt everywhere, which made everyone stare at her family, especially her. "Freak! Your bus is here!" Bella angrily shoved her onto the floor. Essa got up, tears flowing lightly down her furry face. She crawled onto the bus, then everyone teased: "Lower then low! Lower then low!" One sloth beside her would NOT stop yelling, after almost everyone stopped. Essa felt her strength build, and so did her anger. She turned, facing the girl. She was much older and taller. Essa flung her fist right between her eyes. The girl fell back, started crying and squirming around the seat. The bus driver picked Essa by the scruff, and tossed her like junk back into her nest. She heard them all, including the bud driver: "Lower Then Her!" Essa stormed into her room. She couldn't wait until her mother went into her room to calm her down, and wait until Bool Dust, her father, and leader of the tribe, came into the room to tell her stories, and after tell her it was alright. Instead, they didn't. She waited and waited, even making a mountain of quilts and pillows around her. It's been 3 hours since she waited. She passed out, and when she woke..

Two- The Bombing
Fire! Fire crossed her, and all the sloths where trying to reach her. She grabbed her quilt, and ran out to them.