Story:
i’ve always had this urge since i was little to explore the open woods, see what the branches look like, feel like. when i was about 10 i had this recurring dream that i was stuck in space with all these different symbols surrounding me. i didn’t feel scared, in fact i felt comfortable. it felt right, like i’ve always been there but somehow never felt like it. no one else knew but me. i didn’t have much friends, i was considered “the loner” in my town. i am going to make a plan. tonight is the night before i graduate high school, i am planning on leaving tonight. my bag is packed and my most valuable things are in my purse. i’ve always felt like an outcast, a mistake, like nobody even notices me. it’s time to leave this town, this school, my dance studio, my… father. that’s going to rough i am not going to lie. it is the right thing to do, i don’t know or when i’ll end up; but i am sure these symbols will lead me to something very special.