A scary college week!

Night Four(Part One)!

As I entered the forest, I started feeling better already. I felt the warm love of the trees I had for as long as long as I could remember. Or had it been always? I trembled as I realised I was questioning myself once more in a way that was unhealthy. So trees do help me thinking things through. But then, I had another grief attack, as I had no power to save them while they were being destroyed. I wanted to break away from the world, live alone for the rest of my life. But if I hadn't met Mal, I knew I would have had done that. She had given me a reason to live, and that is what was holding me in the thin line between becoming a hermit, and living a normal life. Again, the trees helped me get away from all my worriesif you also go on a nature walk wham feeling lonely, especially if it's from neglect, or bully, it works better than anything else. Because I didn't want to see anyone close to me. There was a lock, that had lost it's shine as well as it's key. The lock had lost it, for being too strong. For being too tight. For changing physically.
With that, I broke into a tiny little grief attack once more. This time, I was to much into the forest to try and stop them, so instead, I broke out running full speed. I ran on ahead, doing parkour in a style very similar to that of a cat. Maybe that's what I mean when I say "training"
Flash!
I was running, there, right in the forest. Right in the same passage. I jumped over the dead log that was in the way. My feet landed. Correction. My foot landed. My other foot got stuck in the branches, and I slipped. I fell face first into the sand. Ow.

A man came up to me. Be was as black as the burnt down tree. He had much hair, but that also matched with his black little face. But for some reason, I felt my heart warm towards him. I felt like going up to him and thanking him for all he had done. But, what had he done? I mean, I didn't know why it was so. Why?
I got up, dusting my self.
"One more,"
"One more?"
"Do you want to survive, or do you want to get killed?"
"survive?"
"Then get to work"
"All right, all right, Bryan. One more."
Flash!
I was back. So that was what I meant by training. That was the training I had gotten by Brian. Well, he's got a nice name, atleast. And, he also taught me to live. To survive. And also how to live. How to dream. For that I Respect Him.
I realized that Ihad been sitting on a rock.
I got up. Looking around, I realized that I was in the same place, where I had received my training. I can only say:
" Ah, Memories."
I got up and moved on. I felt like running. I felt like crying. I ran. But I did not cry. I coudn't cry. That was impossible. I coudn't break. I coudn't do that. I had to defeat the monsters If I was going through such an emotional break down. I had to know what was going on. And I had to right my wrongs. I had to. Just to protect the world. Just to protect HER. Just.
I ran through the forest. All those familiar trees just went by in a blur.
Something blocked my way. I dodged it using the training I had received from Brian. I realized with a gasp that the thing moved to block my way. What? I realized that that something was actually "someone" I spun only to find myself staring at a person. He had dark hair. Thin fingers and arms. Along with a tall height and an unmistakable face.

I realized I was staring at myself.