I am running. I don’t know what from. I am not scared, but there is a lot of adrenaline. Its dark, almost pitch black, but I don’t care. It’s cold, so cold that i’m shivering even though i’m running. There are no trees, just land… nobody is around, it’s just me and the cold air. I stop abruptly, swallowing what is supposed to be air but tastes thick, like fog. I hear noises all around me, but I can’t see for it’s getting darker and it feels like it’s suffocating me. The space gets smaller and smaller, tighter and tighter. I close my eyes and crouch down, praying for the best. After what seemed a while, but might have only been minutes, I opened my eyes, but couldn’t see anything I recognized. It felt like the whole world I knew was gone. I stood up but was too scared to walk. I was waiting without knowing what I was waiting for, but then I saw little balls of light, just popping up everywhere. I was mesmerized until the little balls of light grew until… I wake up. I don’t know where I am, but I raise my head, long brown hair falling in front of my face. The only light that was given to me was the moon shining. I stared up at it until my eyes burned, but it didn’t matter. For the first time I realized how beautiful the moon was. ~End
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