Defender

As I ran through the woods I slowly felt my body become weaker and soon enough everything was black. When I woke up I found my self covered in tree roots on the dirt floor of the woods. I brushed the roots off of me, stood up, and leaned against the tree, not knowing what was to come. I was 7 at the time, 9 years later and I've changed a lot. Ive thought myself how to survive and fight in the woods. I've taken notes from some wild animals and learned some techniques. I'm quickly getting stronger and braver. I don't know how much longer I will last out here alone, but I won't go without a fight.