I walked and walked, and eventually I got tired of walking. I went under a tree, and lay down. The dew on the grass made my dirty dress damp. I was so tired, I fell asleep within minutes.
When I woke up, it was night time, and it had started raining. I got up, and started looking for somewhere to hide. "Hello? Nice man?" I called helplessly.
I was now soaked, rain beating against me. "Why does it rain so much?" I asked myself. I eventually found a bridge, under a highway, so I went under there, and no cars seemed to even notice me.
The wind blew hard, and I was shivering in my soaked clothes under a bridge. I noticed a small bundle of sticks, and tried to make a fire. I had no clue how to though, do I was just rubbing sticks together at a mediocre speed.
Eventually, daylight was spotted, and this time, not dulled by clouds. I quickly ran into the sun, and stood there, taking in the sun rays that would dry me off.
But then a car pulled over, and I saw that same man who tried to take me into his car a few days ago. I ran away, and he just got back into his car. I took this moment to hide behind the bridge, assuming he wouldn't see me do it while he was getting in the car. I was wrong, as he drove into the bridge, causing rocks to fall. I ran away again, and ran into the trees. Some sticks on the ground poked me as I ran, but I didn't care. I had to run.
I eventually stopped to catch my breath, and noticed he wasn't following me. "Anyone there?" I called. No response. I decided to sit down. The sun felt great on me, until clouds rolled back in and the wind blew like an ocean breeze. I didn't know what to do at this point.
I was searching for anything or anyone that could possibly help, but nobody could come to my aid. And then, night came, and it started to pour.
The last think I remember was shivering in the middle of the woods, almost completely numb from the cold. And I had just seen a man walking towards me.
