No place like home

NPLH part: 2 (2-3) "New start"

 I had no were to go, but I'm glad I memorized the route to our old winter cabin, just in case I decided I would finally escape. In truth, it was my Mother's cabin. I don't remember much about her, but when I was younger she would always speak of birds. I was young and didn't understand what she was talking about, but the way she spoke about them so passionately was the birth of my fascination with them. Ever since she left, I would read her old study journals and flip through the thousands of sketches she drew, and once I was older, I would start watching the backyard birds and how they flew. They were since then, so fascinating to me; that I started to make my own journals and sketches. I had finally arrived at the cabin, and the blood had already been dried. It bothered me so much that it was the first thing I did once entering, and I failed to notice all the spider webs that covered most of the furniture. It was rather late already, but I wanted to do something to clear my mind, so I decided to clean up the place. Little did I notice that I ended up falling asleep on the couch, I was dirty, I was bleeding, but I managed to get the best sleep I've ever had in years.

Like some sort of fairy tale, I was awoken by the bright sun, and chirping birds. Only seconds after waking up had I realized, I actually ran away. You'd think I'd be down in the dump's, but I was ecstatic. I raced outside and breathed in the brisk forest air, the air filled with the scent of pine, almost sweet. I was shocked by the amount of cardinals that lived there, I have only ever seen dead ones being eaten by vultures on the side of the road. Ever part of me wanted to dash through that forest and say hi to them, but sad reality reminded me they would just fly away. Miraculously, I found myself a nice job at the local market, the pay wasn't much, but it was enough for food. Luckily for me, my mom's family was still paying all the expenses for the cabin, and I got to live worry free. I ended up finding more of my mother's journals, but these were so much more detailed than the others, and after I found them, I decided I wanted to study them up close.