“ Help me! Please! Let me go!” She heard a guy scream to his captor, she picked up the pace while the feeling of dread grew. Seconds passed to minutes and minutes to hours, she walked as she listened for the screams. It brought the smell of rain and a faint sense of dread, but she kept going. She felt like someone was watching her, her short brown hair waved madly from a sudden gust of wind. How could this be possible? She walked cautiously down the hill and glanced over her shoulder, she felt this need to run and hide. She looked around herself and noticed that the trees were thinning, and the grass seemed to be dead, it was late spring. The forest was eerily quiet, there was no sounds of birds or the usual rushing water from the spring’s rain. She crested over a hill and came to a stop, something wasn’t right. She slowed to a jog and ran in the direction she heard the screams coming from, she felt this need to see if they were okay, whoever they were. She ran towards the screams and every step seemed like it took too long, she ran with all her strength until the screams stopped. She ran into the forest without a second glance behind her, no one took notice because this was her usual behavior.
She stared into the forest that didn’t seem so inviting anymore, some part of her mind made up the decision to go and find out if they were alright. She looked around wildly and noticed that no one cared, everyone around her just kept walking by with smiles and laughter. She was walking home that day from school, she had been bullied again that day when she heard a scream coming from her favorite forest. If she was near or in her forest she felt safe and happy, until that fateful day.
She was ridiculed every day, but she didn’t care. She observed everything around her with a fascination that she was shunned for at her school. She would watch the beautiful birds and animals play around her and heard their cheerful chattering. Maryanne loved to play and sing out near her forest.
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