Samantha Brooke

As the teen ran through the woods, she ignored the tree limbs hitting her in the face, tearing her shirt sleeves, and the roots trying to trip her. She finally, after twenty minutes of long hard running, she had to stop and catch the breath that had seemingly abandoned her.

Her head was pounding, her legs screaming in protest, and her arms were sore and bleeding. Her whole body was bruised and tired, and her breath came in ragged short puffs.

"So tired. If only i just took a short nap" She whispered to no one but herself. Her clothes were cut from where low lying branches had caught her clothes as she ran through the frigid, winter air. She found a tree that had branches going all the way to the top of it, and she climbed half way to the job, onto a wide branch that held her weight without bending. With that, she fell into a deep, and silent sleep.