As I walk through the words , I hear the sounds around me, creeping up my spine like the feeling of bugs. I continue to take each step, the leaves below my feet crunching. Becoming further away from those around me , deeper into the woods , i begin to feel a sense of being lost. I look around me and everything looks the exact same. Each direction looking like west. Each tree resembling the one i just past. Then I think to myself, how did I get here. And how do I get home.
