"Aaaahhh!" I screamed sitting up. I let out the scream purely out of frustration.
I can't sleep, I am freezing, I'm hungry, my arm is throbbing, my head aches, pictures of Cassandra were haunting me, the image of the now completely black forest in front of me creeping me out and the loneliness killing me, already.
I gripped on to my hair and pulled as hard as I could, in attempt to let this burning rage dissipate.
After about five minutes, when my breathing and my heartbeat had calmed down and I probably had considerably less hair follicles on my head, I stood up.
I walked towards the window, the moonlight shimmering through. I opened the window, which was a bit hard since it had rusted a bit. After I had managed to slide open the window, I sat on the window pane and leaned
