The storms have surrounded me now. I'm stuck in the middle of who knows where. I can't turn back. I could've but now I'm suck. There was no point of going back. He was there. Him. That boy who, that boy who hurt me. Hurt me bad. I should've turned back. My families there. How do they feel? But I couldn't have. They are there. Waiting for me to come back. Waiting for the perfect time to corner me and rip me to shreds. They want to know my secrets. They want to know why. I can't go back the storms have surrounded me. I hear a siren. That means civilization is near. Should I run? No point, I'd just be running into it. How come no one saw it coming? It's THE STORM! I should've left earlier, ran faster, tried harder to find somewhere else to go. But will anyone survived. Is this going to end us? As the storm gets closer. It gets darker and dark. I'm scared. I miss home. Why did I even leave?
