When The Snails Came

The Cave

I awoke to the sound of a thrush singing. It was morning. My

first thought was: Where am I and how did I get here? Then realization. Its not a good feeling waking up in the middle of nowhere to the remembrance of last nights events, and then having to deal with them. Having to get up, covered in dirt and grime, and then go into the clearing where I last saw my parents being eaten alive. They weren't there only a leg here or a foot their body parts that were left behind were scattered nine pins. The only other thing I noticed was a dank dreary depressing cave, and there was nothing to it I had to face it. I went into the cave, slowly and carefully working my way towards the back. I found half of my parents in the back lying there... lifeless. My first action was to cry of course, I have no idea how long for but eventually after burying what was left of my parents I left, with only one thought in my head. No one else should have to go through what I had, and no one else would... not on my watch.