As I kept walking, my legs aching for walking miles on end, looking for my damn, bratty sister who doesn’t know any better. “ Goldie!” I cried out, “ where are you?!” I yelled. Honestly I wasnt sure why I was yelling, calling out her name over and over again. Chances are, she didn’t even hear me calling her name but I did anyways. I spotted a small cabin in the distance, maybe whoever’s living the...