The cold breeze doesn’t help with fatigue and the mixed feelings in me. Guilt, pressure, fear, and many more emotions are building up inside my head and I feel like I’m about to explode.
I can’t even run for myself. As if I have any other choices than to run and go as far as I can, away from this forest, that river, and the annoying men chasing me.
Finally, I reached a new road. Though there’s no car around, I’m just walking along it, hoping to find houses soon. The only things that I can see now are pine trees, pine trees and… more pine trees.
Dirt is all over my body. I feel tired, hungry, and sticky. I want to take a bath. I want to eat. There’s many things that I’d like to do that I currently can’t because now, I don’t even have a house to sleep in.
The tiny bit of hope in me fla
