MIA
I didn’t know how long I was in the forest.
Lyla had laid down and had fallen asleep. I stared ahead, letting my thoughts cloud my every being.
Everything that happened when meeting my grandparents came flooding back. I know I didn’t need to run from them, but it was all too much.
The feeling of feeling weak hounded me. No wonder no one wanted anything to do with me.
“They do,” Lyla said, which was followed by a yawn. Her eyes flickered open, which let in some sunlight. I moved slightly closer till she let me have full control. I shifted back.
Looking around, I realized we were close by the lake. Not caring to be naked, I stood up and walked over to the water’s edge just when Lyla spoke.
“There is no need for a pity party,” she murmured, which made me stop and look back at
