Penelope

15 year old Kara Smith has life under control. With stellar grades and a nice boyfriend, everything is perfect. Until it isn't. On the eve of her 16th birthday, her parents go missing leaving no trace.

keeping you up at night
spinning around and around 
a never-ending ride at the fair
you get pulled under
it's hard to get back out 
millions of spiders weaving thread in your head
each string leads to a new thought

The feeling of grass beneath your feet
The feeling of sunlight on your face 
The feeling of ice cream on your tongue 
The feeling of happiness 

The sound of birds singing
The sound of rain dripping 

It doesn’t hit me until I make it to the top. The view is extraordinary, the waves crashing up against the rocks and spraying me in the face. The sky’s a deep blue and the clouds look like cotton candy.

“I love the light this time of day,” she said to nobody in particular. She loved the way the sunlight bounced off the leaves and made them look like they were glowing.

Theres something about the woods that called to her. She didn't know if it was the chorus of birds chirping for no one but themselves, or how the sunlight hit the leaves making everything feel just a tiny bit magical.