The birds sang merrily as she sat down on the cool, damp grass. Tears filled her eyes to create dew drops on her eyelashes, and the crisp scent of plant life filled her senses. The phrase "Get up and run" rang in her head. But where? Where did she want to be? Anywhere but here... it didn't matter that she had friends to talk to or eyes to please. What mattered was she needed to escape.
