Chapter 28

It was dark outside, it seemed that almost every third street lamp was not working, but I didn't care. I was chasing the wind, every muscle aching, but I still pushed myself. I just wanted to rest but there was no way I would get the rest in the house. That old woman stole my energy, made me feel her dying. Nothing dead could comfort me.

The wind was playing with me. I took off my shoes, feeling every inch of the concrete pavement. I enjoyed when my toes touched the odd weed trying to break through the dead concrete. I sometimes skipped on the sorry grass lining the pavement, caressing it with every step. It was like a game. I didn't have much energy but the wind was pushing me uphill towards the park. If I closed my eyes I could have imagined I was just a leaf swirling in the wind. I didn't care if anyone saw me. They would probably just think some drunk girl is trying to make it uphill and struggles.