#Chapter88
If Only Raven Stayed
As I lay on my bed after the wonderful dinner, the cook presented, all sorts of scenarios play in my head. Of what we were going to do next. What next? The question fills my head as the dark night slowly starts to light up. I requested to be in a room that faces the woods so I can take its energy to calm my storming heart. But it did little to help. I know I need to be in it. So, as the small rays that pass through my window, lights up a path for me, I get off the bed and walk up to the large window that I left it open the whole night.
I climb up the small wall encasing the balcony and take a step off it as I floated in the air before I softly landed on the hard-cemented flooring. Then I leapt into the woods. I ran as if I was being chased. My own thoughts haunted me. I ran deep within the forest, where even the sun’s rays couldn’t find me anymore.
