• There's a place I sometimes like to hide. At night, when the moonlight shyly filters through the leaves, and the crickets leap through the grass, i sit on a log, watching the river stream blithely through the woods. I wish I could become part of that river, just float away until there is nothing left to think about anymore. Eventually I would reach a break and become separated from that river, then head to the ocean which would carry me to the far shores of another land where I might begin a better life. Suddenly a creak disturbed the silence of the forest. I sit straight up, waiting, feeling for the next sound. A face becomes clear in the moonlight, it's the one person I have been waiting for my whole life, to realize I was sitting here, wanting to be rescued from the terror I live with. Next came the sound of many voices, and someone yelled, "Thank God he's found her!" I stand up, and wrap myself into the arms of the figure before me. i slowly relax into his body, then slowly tense up again as I hear another voice, "Sam! Sam! Oh is that you? Oh sweetie!" The letters curl into think sarcasm, only thick enough for me to detect, for as I look up into his deep clear green eyes, he smiles and releases me. "It's OK Sam. Don't worry about her, you're going to be fine." I sink back onto the log, wondering when anyone will find out, when anyone will believe me. He grabs my arm and pulls me back up again, walking me back through the trees to what I reluctantly call home.

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