Walking through the dark night on a misty, slim path, I think to myself, _Who am I?,_**_ Why am I on this path?_** Slowly treading through the misty air, I feel a cold sweat come amongst me…Confused as to why, because it’s cold outside and the breeze is slight but chilly._ What month is it? , What day is it?_ That’s what I thought. Even more confused, I took a _deep breath_. That’s all I can do as...
