The mushy soil,the syrupy atmosphere,
Pitch dark and perfectly silent..nonetheless,
she wore a smile and ambled on,with no fear.
She wasn't bothered by the journey,
After all,she had spent most of her life in the wilderness.
It was the door at the end she hated to see,
What lay behind it,tormented her mentally.
Whenever she reaches to open the door,
she turns back and runs as fast as her 7-year old feet can take her.
She had enough,she couldn't take anymore.
Every night she would walk till there,
Never opens the door,not even dare.
......frantically twisting in bed,
she woke up and screamed to herself"What is it that I really dread??!!"
