I feel the breeze ruffle my hair as I gaze at the horizon. Rows of cherry bushes
and apple trees glisten from the recent rainfall. I smell the morning dew as I run my fingers
along the white fences outlining the land beyond me. I see horses running, ducks
and their chicks in the pond. Toads croaking, birds chirping, the sound of nature
all around me filling my new born spirit with life.
I smile as I start to skip towards the fields of flowers, excitement thrives
through me, I start to run feeling the wind sweep my hair aside.
I laugh as I jump into the flowers, the beds cushioning my fall, I close my
eyes and take in my surroundings, drinking in the sounds and smells
around me. The perfume of the flowers, the rush of water, and...
I open my eyes and sit up, and look at my surroundings. Everything is still
no birds chirping, toads croaking, trees swaying in the wind, and I see why.
He's standing yards away with his back to me and his hand caressing the
horse's mane,telling them he is a friend, for them not to be afraid.
I gasp before I realize I have been holding my breath.
He hears me and starts to turn, but I wake up.