kyrahjones
The terrain was so rough. There were so many rocks and sage brushes. I could no longer run, then all of a sudden, I was in a jungle, running through the thick leaves and roots. I was constantly tripping and stumbling. Snakes slithered at my feet. I accidentally stepped on one, sending it into screams and hisses. Never again will I go running!
Your mind was not level when you left us. It was all over the place. Why didn't you stay with me? I want you to come back down to earth, back down to me, to your family, your friends, everyone who knew you. Why did you have to leave us? Why did you have to leave us with such a horrible memory of your leaving?
I really don't even know what this word means. I know it sounds bad, but I really don't. I wish I did because then I could write more about it. This is one of the hardest words I have ever read. It almost looks like analyze. Maybe this is part of the definition!
When I collapsed on the floor, people all around me looked, but didn't stop. They didn't want anything to do with me. All I wanted was for someone to help me. I want to know that I am not alone when I loose the strength to keep myself up. Why no one helped I don't know, but I do know that I will never do that to someone; especially now that I know what it feels like to be left on the ground, unable to get up myself.