I got lost in the trees. Everything looked the same. I couldn't find my way out. I was scared. Darkness. I screamed. I couldn't get out. I didn't know how to get out. There was no way out. No way out. I said that over and over. And over and over. I didn't want to accept it. No. This isn't happening. We all get lost in the trees. That thought made me feel better.
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