The Half Mutt Mate

Grace's PoV: I walk alone. It is a lonely road, and I look for a sign that things will change.  They don't, so I keep on walking. How far can you walk before you must stop? How long can you go without hearing a humans' voice? Without feeling the warmth of a smile, or knowing someone is happy to see you? I wait to find myself keeling over from exhaustion, to go mad from the emptiness; but I keep on going. I don't like the road I'm on. It goes in a straight line for as far as I can see; but I don't know where it leads. It is cold and bland with no colour, I feel numb. I don't remember why I started out on this path. I don't remember my name. I try not to remember, try not to think, but it doesn't last for long. I can keep bad thoughts out of my mind in the day, focus on what I know, but at night it all comes back again. I don't know why I bother. I clearly can't cope.  I'm sure there's something at the end of this road, I just need to find out what.