I woke up peering into the blazing sun, seemingly piercing my eyes and skin. My head was splitting, so was my skin. I must have been lying there for hours, for there was dry blood on my head and my skin seemed to peel off me like an onion. I tried climbing to my feet but I was getting nowhere, especially falling over constantly. I gave up, knowing I would most likely stay there for a couple more hours or so. After settling myself under a tree a feet or two away, I looked around, setting my gaze apon a rabbit gracefully hopping across the opening. As my eyes watched my ears listened, hearing a strange noise from the bushes behind the rabbit. My gaze quickly rotated towards the noise, leading to vicious growls and snickering. I felt a presence, a weird feeling I had never felt, well that I know of. I hesitated, thinking of what to do but my mind raced ahead of me, blurting out words of the unknown: "למי יש????", I jerked back, shocked of what I had yelled, exactly, I didn't know what I yelled. Coming back to reality, it felt that one soul had left my mind, the creature was gone, no, I know it is I sat there talking to myself. Wondering what might happen, but the further I grew in questions they all started to pile on top of me, blanketing me with warmth. I had fallen two times that day, one that had hurt and forgotten, and one full of dreams and excitement.
I woke up feeling a slight purring sensation in my lap. I looked down to notice a golden bird that seemed to be as light as dust but look as heavy as a solid block of gold! "Birtie? Birtie? Cooroo Cooroo!" I chittered. I spoke some bird before I came here, but even remembering my name was hard. Everything I said came out scrambled, even nothing at all. After a long nights sleep, I seemed to notice more than I did last night. Especially my looks! My hair has become white as snow, and seems to drag along the ground in curled knots now! And my skin! It became so pale! And where did these freckles come from? And I especially don't remember this white dress! I tugged on everything as I fought in my head. "Well for a pretty lady as you, I never seen a gal who sleeps in the forest, pulls herself apart, and practically looks like the forest!" a voice said. I quickly jumped around, as I turned I nearly stumbled into the chest of a young man, who looked around my age. "Well ya might as well be a wilting, but beautiful wilting flower!" he said catching me. I looked at him speechless, scared, and confused, he knew I was too.