She ran through the brushes of the forest.

She wasn't sure what she was running from;

Life, love, school, family.

She wasn't sure where she was running.

She just knew that she needed to get away.

Someplace;

Warm, safe, comfortable, loving.

She no longer wanted to feel pain anymore.

She wanted it all to vanish;

Make things simple.

Everything that she thought of made her want to cry, and even as she was running through the thick brushes of the dense woods, she realized that nothing was going to keep them. All the will in her body was never going to keep back the surface tears that she had.

She was stumbling over the branches on the ground, she was stumbling over the darkness. She was heading in a direction that was unclear to anyone, and certainly not to her. She wanted to find some sort of relief, maybe something to make the pain go away..