Running through the woods, I heard screaming, yelling, shouting, crying… all coming from the forest just north of where I was going. I had just been there, and now I was running for my life.

     Not seeing a rock in front of me, I fell, cutting my foot and falling to the ground. I groaned, yelled, then grabbed my foot. I stayed down on the ground, wishing my life was back the way it used to be.

     I continued to lay on the ground, thinking back to the day I’d met him and how I’d gotten into this situation…