The World According to LaTaeya

      The woods were dark and deep.  Filled with the emptiness of sorrow, the thick trees and bushes gave off a dull energy.  My heart pounded as I tried to catch my breath.  I observed my appearance and realized that my clothes were torn and covered in dirt.   I rested my back against the large bark of a tree.  I felt the shape of the hard surface and was hoping that, the tree would provide some kind of protection.  I silently said a prayer, and for a moment I believed that I  had outran my strange stalker.  My feet were bare and muddy.  My body trembled with fear and the chilly night air settled in my bones. Slowly I peered over my shoulder to see if  he was coming.  I suddenly heard the crackle of broken branches and the rustling of leaves heading in my direction.  I crouched down and became very silent, holding my breath, for if I made one sound I knew that it would be the death of me…