Pewdie in Oz: Chapter 6 Pewdie had a dream that he was back on the farm, his aunt and uncle welcoming him with hugs. He sighed, getting up. Maya was already awake and Piggeh was trying to pet her. “How long have you been awake? You should’ve woke me up.” Pewdie said, yawning. He looked out the window. It was already sunny out. “I was awake the whole night. I don’t sleep.” Piggeh said as Maya licked Piggeh’s finger. “Oh, that’s right. Well, I’m gonna go outside. The air in here is still a little musty.” Pewdie got up and left the shed without his basket or the sword. “Are we getting back
Pewdie in Oz: Chapter 5 After a few more fields of crops came the forest. The road curved every few minutes, hills everywhere. With every step, Pewdie grew more and more exhausted. Piggeh was as perky as when he started out, or, pumped, as he called it. “Whew… this wizard is a lot farther than I thought…” Pewdie said, taking a seat on a tree stump to the side of the brick road in order to relax a bit. He set his basket down. “I’m not sure, but it will probably be dark soon. Do you think you are too tired to go on?” Piggeh said, flopping down in an awkward sitting position next to the stump. “Yeah, I’m po
Pewdie in Oz: Chapter 4 The yellow brick road was not as glamorous as Pewdie had pictured it. The road was obviously old, and there were many places that were missing bricks. The yellowness of the bricks had died down with age and were more of yellowish-brown bricks. Piggeh had tripped over the uneven bricks numerous times, each time insisting he was not hurt. “Are you sure you can’t feel anything? Not even slightly?” he asked Piggeh after a fall that looked especially painful. “If I could think, I would say that I don’t get hurt, but I can’t be sure.” Piggeh said, dusting himself off and getting back on his wobbling le
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