When I became free

Preface

The wind stings my cheeks. The trees are blurry, but whether that is due to the speed or my tears, I don't know. My thighs ache from the urgent exercise I am putting them through. My thoughts are clouded; nature seems to be distracting me. Whoever said that running clears your mind is a liar.

I ran as if something was chasing me. Maybe something was. I don't know. What I do know is that I have to get away. And fast.

Adrenaline courses through my veins suddenly and I find more strength in every step. I'm leaping over fallen branches and holes, swatting spider webs quickly never once moving my gaze from the lake up ahead. Just a couple more steps...

I punch my fist in the air once my feet reach the sandy beach surrounded by pine and oak trees. The sun was setting with the most beautiful colours; a warm orange, soft yellow, a bloody red and just a hint of pink in the horizon. The water was a calm blue with not a ripple in sight. I can finally think.

My grin is flitting as I take in my surroundings. I'm free. On impulse I fling my head back and scream. I see birds fly out of their nests due to the noise. I laugh and scream louder. And louder and louder and louder. Emotion bubbles in my throat and my eyes start to prick. My scream becomes strangled and I find myself sobbing. My entire body shakes and I have no more energy. I sink to the ground and curl up in a ball, letting my emotion course through my body. Too many years of repressing emotions has finally caught up with me. I lay there for seconds. For minutes. For hours. For days. I don't know. I don't know anything.

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