Before I start, this is my first x reader. Cut me some slack, cause I'm very bad at these. I thought you guys might like this one, thanks!!!!

   You are a curious young woman. At the age of 16, you already feel as though you are a full grown adult. Others, however, do not see the way u do.

   Your mother made u mad, again. To clear your head, you went on a hike. Up in the deep mountains is the only place where you can clear your head.

   "UGH! NO ONE GETS IT!" you scream out loud to no one in particular. You kick a stone and it rolls into a cave.

    You hear a voice, the voice of your grandmother, the one who loved you more than the sun and the moon, explain to you the options that you have. Explore the cave, or go home.

    You slowly enter the cave, aware of the fact that the ceiling could cave in at any given moment.

   In the center of the cave, a patch of butter cups are growing. You lean over to smell the flowers, and fall into them.

   "AHHHHHHHHHH!" you scream, but stop, because the floor is stable, or  so it would seem.

   You hear a crack, and run. As you try to escape, all the ways this could kill you running through your head, and  you fall. As you are falling, you hear a voice singing.

    This is what dying feels ljke....

As I said, pretty bad, right? Well, it takes forever to write a chapter of this, and I wanted to share with you what I've got after working for 6 months. I know, pretty bad excuse. Lol. Enjoy! (I hope)