Im jus a lil ray of sunshine's blog: "untitled"

I hear a whisper & look around. I look about me, there's no on to be found. I start to walk again & that's when I begin to hear it. It keeps whispering & I choose to fear it. I start to run but it follows; There's a lump in my throat; I cannot swallow. I turn to look into the lush green... but as before... nothing cam be seen. ~Gwendolyn A (Pepper) Coyne August 20, 1990