Pine trees let off the most soothing scent ever, I loved the way it filled my nose and stuck in the air. Then there comes the mixture when the cedar overpowers it. It's an incredible smell that will always remind me of the walks through the woods, the camping trips, the dips in the stream, the peaceful wilderness my mother and I adored oh so much. Mom... Oh how I miss her so dearly. Sometimes it seems like just days ago since she left, the pain never easing up, the loss never to be filled in by anything, or anyone.
Spring season was gorgeous, wild flowers shooting up all over the forest floor. The trees blooming with beautiful flowers and blossoms and fresh leaves, the birds chirping happily in the tree tops high above my height. The grass was green, the air was clean, and the temperature was perfect to be out in all day long. I sigh to myself with a gentle smile as I sit down against a tall pine tree, leaning my head against the trunk. I stare up at the sky, the position of the sun telling me night will soon fall upon me. The darkness scared me the most, because I know what it's like to be lonely and empty – the darkness reminded me of my father, that's why I have always feared it more than any other thing God's ever created. Well, almost anything; but that is never to be mentioned nor thought of again. Unzipping my bag, I reach my hand into it and grab my thick journal. I open it up to my marked page and take the pen from the pocket of my backpack. Flicking off the cap from the pen, I try to focus on what I wanted to write today.
It's still May, that is all I really know for sure.
Perhaps I should check in on the date, eventually maybe. I have been gone three days now, finding shelter at night in the trees – grateful that Mom taught me how to properly climb one. I kept my phone with me, the charger to in case I ever decide to go to a civilized area, which I will have to soon because I'm running out of food and water. But that's alright, it doesn't really bother me – at least I'm away from David.
That's the part that excited me the most inside, I was finally free and he didn't care one bit. I'm only happy about that because I know he won't come searching for me, won't want me to return to the place only he calls home.
It might rain, I'm not sure yet though. The clouds have been all over the sky today, so I couldn't really gather any clear evidence of a storm coming. I hate thunder and lightning, so I've been hoping that it's just a little sprinkle here and there and nothing too heavy. But as I know, nothing ever goes good for me. –Julianne
The rain poured down from the dark night sky, the heavy winds and cold water splashing on to me was resulting in me barely able to keep my balance in the low branch. The species of tree was unknown to my knowledge, it was just the nearest thing for me to get to before the rain dropped. The branch was thick and strong, not the closest to the ground but a descent distance. This wasn't the first time I have been out in the woods while a storm brewed in the atmosphere, but this certainly is one of the worse. The wind began to pick up, the rain coming down with more force. I squeezed my eyes shut tight, hoping that it will pass soon. Hardening my grip around the branch, I flinch as I hear the thunder rolling above me. The minutes dragged on, the storm raging down from the dark night sky. I shivered at the feeling of the cold rain hitting my body, soaking me completely. I took a deep breath as lightning struck in the distance. My eyes snapped shut, hoping to drown out the visuals. The branch I was on began to shake in the powerful and fast winds. I gulped to myself as it roughly moved with my grip still heavy on it. Just when I thought things could get no worse than they already are for me, I began to hear creaking noises. I took a deep breath as I heard the noise of cracking and breaking. No, please no. I thought