Blase

Far away from the woods I heard a quivering voice crying out for help.I was petrified by the intensity of pain in that voice.Filled with anxiety and fear I walked towards the scary woods.It was the darkness of dawn that made it difficult for me to watch my step ahead.Gathering courage I walked into the forest following the faint voice which seemed to fade.The dried leaves on the forest bed and the lifeless trees drew several memories which I ought to forget.Unfolding the thoughts of my past I blindly sauntered into the dense forest.Was I lost in the forest or my memories?