The air smelt of maple trees, and the slight breeze made her hair slowly dance around her face. Her fingers felt raw from trailing them along scarred tree trunks, sending her positive energy through their bark. She walks off the beaten path, towards the sound of a waterfall trickling somewhere unknown in the distance. Spotting a clearing, she rushes to feel the suns rays shine on her face, making her skin prickle with the warmth. She springs out into the opening, taking a mental note to write all about it in her journal. Closing her eyes, she takes a deep breath, and exhales her worries onto the breeze. She opens her eyes, a smile blossoming on her face, as her heart pounds in her chest. This is it, she says. This is where I am free.
