She found me in the forest

I don't remember why I was there, but then again, I don't remember a lot of things. It was raining; I hate the rain, it's probably the enderman in me.

At first, she watched me.

Her stare burned into the back of my head, like my tears to my cheeks if I ever lost enough control to let myself cry. Desperately, I glanced around for the source of the feeling.

When my eyes met hers, I froze.