Di_Fla_vour
I'm running through thick dark forest, I'm 17, I'm 17 and am I gonna die so stupidly? I'm running and see no end of dark sharp fir needls that keep scratching my pale from fear and feeling of my helplessness skin. I'm scared, I'm so scared that I feel tears welling up in my eyes. But I have no time for weaknes, I should run so fast as never before, one my stumble can cost me my life.