Church bells struck twelve, a breathtaking sound. Walking out the doors, solitude continued to follow me, the town seemed as a ghost town full of legends behind every house. The streets lights glimmered in my eyes, letting out my desperate prayer to the stars that stared down at me. Spirits enhanced the moment, flying around me chanting, yet the whispers I hear have no answers. The old creek seemed like a nice place to let my mind and soul fly free. It is humid while many dark animals welcome the night, lurking through the shadows for creatures to prey upon. It was perfect for the moment, even the dead scary trees around were dripping down as if people weeping for me. I climbed up a tree to admire the creeks wonderful surroundings, when for my surprise, I discovered that between the shadows a soul glimpse at me, studying every move I make. All the hair in my body stood rapidly, while my mind only entwined with memories of that women who brought me into this world of misery. Could it be the soul of my mother trying to stop me from my evil thoughts? I ran through the creek, the water splashing all around my dress and long cloak, it made it seem like demons dragging themselves not wanting to let go of me. I crossed even the impossible to seek the grave that once was important to me, back when my heart pump blood and not cold. I wanted to see if she was roaming free to see if she was in search of me, me, that creature she abandoned to suffer with death and not life.
It has been almost a week since my last nightmare. I can finally see some light in the tunnel. It is still a bit unknown on how the nightmare will affect my future but for now i am trying to stay a float. Work with what i have and try to improve things as best as possible. Thats all i can do. Change is such a powerful thing. It can be for better or worst, but all you have to do is just go for it and try to steer it towards your destination. 
