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The car silently sped down the dirt path surrounded by a dense wood. She gazed out into the window longingly, ingnoring the loud, chattering people around her. How she longed to be out there in the woods, breathing in the scents of the wild. How she longed to be among the wild animals and mother nature. Oh how she longed to be free. She let out a long dpressed sigh. Her friend must have noticed, for she tapped her on the shoulder and asked what was wrong. She just kept staring out the window, as if she didnt notice her friend's questioning stare burning into her. Her friend tapped her shoulder more roughly and asked if she was ok. Only then did she give a small nod, too afraid to speak. Too afraid the words might pour uncontrollably out of her mouth. She didnt dare tell her friend about her longing for freedom. Her friend would only lie and agree, making it up as she would go along, to comfort her. No, she would never tell anyone aout what she so desparately wanted.
Oh how she longed to be free.
Oh how she longed to take the burden off her shoulders of her secret, most inner life.
Oh how she longed to go and talk to the forest animals about her true self, knowing that they would comfort her with honestly and belief.
Oh how she wished she could speak her true nature.
oh how she Wished to be free.