Editing The Toe Chronicles (section)

=== Nathan ===
It was a sort of normal day again, the moon shining in the sky like it does every day. The frogs were chirping melodiously, and the crickets started howling like they always do to show that it was the start of a new day. He did feel something was different about this day though, however he got up out of the haystack (which serves the purpose of a bed) and started climbing down the ladder and then went out the big barn doors. He was thinking about what could possibly have been different when he almost tripped over the rake that must have been left there by one of the other boys on the farm. As he continued walking, he heard rustling in a nearby bush, and with a howl a burping tree yoyo the size of a two year' time tree trunk ran across the path sending Nathan tumbling to the ground with surprise. This was when he noticed it. The one thing that was off about this day. Right there on his left foot, there was something missing, his pinky toe. 

His brain raced as he tried to comprehend the terrible sight. He closed his eyes, and opened them again, and there it was, or should I say, there it wasn’t. His toe really was gone! He wiggled his feet, making sure that they still worked, and then pinched himself to make sure that he was awake. Unfortunately for him, he was. As he was getting up, he heard one of his friends call for him. 

As he suspected, the one calling his name was one of his closest buddies, Bob. Nathan had known Bob since he was little more than a youngster, and aside from their physical differences, their voices sounded pretty much the same. As expected, it looked like Bob was holding his bamboo fishing pole (probably on his way to catch some micro fish for his supper), and he was headed in Nathan’s direction. When Bob arrived next to him, he could even think of the words to describe what happened as much as a fish could sing in an opera. He started blurting out words in a very rushed tone and all that Bob could make out were the words toe, gone, and he was sure he heard Nathan mention the word crazy at least twice as many times as the hairs on his very head. Bob was thoroughly confused and had to say something, “Will you just calm down and tell me what happened?!” he asked. The words momentarily silenced Nathan as he still couldn’t think of how to say it. He eventually got his mind together and just pointed towards the ground to his feet which were slightly dusty from walking on the hard dirt road. Bob looked down and suddenly his eyes widened, and he too had an expression of shock on his face.