SOPHIA'S POV
Looking up from the pit, I heard lions roaring, and some strange animals kept screaming. Couldn't help my heart from beating fast, and my tears from dropping. Down here, I regretted leaving the house, wondering where my friends would think I was.
The sun from the vaster sky shone on me, draining tears as my eyes never get tired of betraying her tears. I sat on my backpack, as the sand was getting hot. And then, everything here: the stone, the leaves, the sticks, butterflies looked allied to me, so totally allied that I was forced to thinks of committing suicide. Not long longer, I don't know when a bee flies here as I bent my head down in sorrow, and then stings me. Leaving me with another pain.
I realized that if someone can't endure feeling if one can't endure pain, one should not love. One should not walk all the way the loves show. Because, people say love is blind, I thought.