Mariel Part 1

The leaves crunch under my feet as the air brings a cool sensation across my face.It is turning Spring ,but the leaves are as they were during Autumn. I enter the clearing, my escape place ever since I moved to this hell hole. I sense that someone has been here.It wouldn't surprise me much.I know people have been following me.I can smell it in the air, and can almost taste it on my tongue.The real question to ask is...what do they want? Wouldn't you wonder the same thing? TO BE CONTINUED...