Freya Rose
I marched across the grass with my head held high, as I prepared myself to meet my fate. Although my body screamed strength and power, my eyes betrayed me when a steady stream of burning hot tears fell from them and slid down my flushed cheeks. I stopped in the middle of the field between the cabin and the woods. I took a second to breath while scrunching my toes into the blades of soft grass beneath me, savouring the tickle that each blade left upon my feet. I closed my eyes as the cool breeze gently stroked my face and swept through my hair, then inhaled deeply taking in the fresh scent of the trees that was carried along on the wind. After calming myself down, I aggressively threw my arms out and shot open my eyes, letting out my full power as I screeched up into the sky and
