Emily-Neverland

     The air was so cold. Where was I? I slowly propped myself up on my arms. Sticks, dirt and moss all below me and a thick dense forest around me. Slowly, the memory came back to me. I panicked, I must have fainted. My head hurt, did I run into a tree? I was so cold. The bottoms of my feet were almost pitch black. Gross. I hoped I didn’t actually hit a tree. I slowly got to my feet and began walking. I was tired and hungry and cold. I hoped I was walking in the right direction. I didn’t care anymore, if I was heading back towards home then I didn’t care. If I was heading away, I didn’t care. I saw berries but didn&#8

    ~…~    My feet ached, my lungs burned and I couldn’t breathe. I fell to the ground amidst a dark forest. The castle was still visible on the horizon but I dared not look at it long. My feet were not quite numb but to the point where every touch felt like glass impaling my skin. The sun was behind the trees, at the point in the day where it was thinking about going down but not quite yet. Air rattled about in my lungs and raggedly attempted to come in and out of my mouth. I felt ashamed of the fact my mouth was hung open and I was panting like a dog. How Princess-like. I could feel spit trying to escape my mouth and closed my