Lucky
I was burned, my heart turned to a pile of ash. I thought of myself as a walking corpse. There was no other way to describe what I was feeling. As I sat under a willow tree behind an abandoned barn crying my heart out, I was startled by a sound that echoed my broken soul, a muffled screech, rather eerie and sad. I looked around and for the first time it downed on me that I was alone in the middle of nowhere and sunset was fast approaching. The eerie screeching continued and I began to follow the sound.
