A Frozen Run for Freedom!

I put my snow shoes on, and I ran. Far away from home; to never see my family again.

Dad screamed at the family dinner. He said I had what my grandma had.

"You're happy, and then you're sad! You have bi-polar disorder".

I packed my bag with water, 2 apples, and a book by Harriet Tubman.

It was -10 degrees out and there was a blizzard, so my tears were frozen.

The shoes I wore crunched the snow behind me, leaving my marks that I would leave behind forever, too.

I came to an isolated park where it was after hours; I knew I'd have time to myself here for awhile.

"Why is life so sad?" I asked Mother Earth.

I wrapped myself with my scarf and tucked myself under a rock and built myself a fire for warmth; soon falling asleep with Mother Earth as quiet as I was now; she let out her frozen tears, and so did I.

I knew this wasn't the end, but rather it was the beginning, of me living for myself, and my freedom, which most people were actually afraid of; freedom...

"It's not you. Society is afraid of emotions and freedom, darling. That's the problem." I remembered my grandmother saying to me when I was younger.

Having that one person believe in me was enough for me to believe that I was okay, and Mother Nature loved me so much tonight, I believed myself even more.

Change is okay. I whispered.