The hit in the head might have been brutal. I would have no ways of telling at the moment with my adrenaline cursing through my veins, keeping me awake, keeping me strong.

Strong like I'm supposed to be.

So I kept climbing out of the hole. My vision seemed all blurry, not from tears because I don't even remember the last time I had water. A brown blob was next the the hole. I guessed it was fell on me.

And then I saw a girl. Tiny, brown hair and forest eyes. Scared. Easy to be hunted, if she didn't blend in with the theme of the forest; hidden. 

I could see that she knew that I saw her, but she stumbled back as if she could erase the fact that I had. 

But I had.

And nothing would change that.

My first thoughts flicked over to something I wish my mind forgot about, but of course my mind does not like to delete what I'd like deleted. 

My vision blurred some more and I stumbled, catching myself on the tree.

The girl held her breath.

I wanted to talk to her, I wanted to tell her to run, that it wasn't safe, but I didn't because I realized that I couldn't.

And I also remembered why I had to go. I had to leave.

But then this young girl does something I never thought she'd do- thought anyone would ever do to me again.

She put her arms around me, and hugged me. 

A.

Hug.