I walked through the forest, feeling all the ridges from the rocks stuck into the mud.

Follow the trail.

I step on crunchy leaves, the sound is like fingers on a chalk board.

Follow the trail.

I hear birds chirpping in the background, through the trees. Echoing all through the forest.

Follow the trail.

I came across a hair clip on the ground off from the trail.

I must not go. I must follow the trail.

I keep my eyes on the clip.

Follow the trail.

The clip is a flimsy one, with a big star as well as a tiny star. It is really pink

Follow the trail.

Follow the trail.

I move my feet of the trail.

FOLLOW the trail.

I reach for it before a bird comes and snatches it from the ground.

I look up towards the bird as if it flies off.

I sigh.

I should of followed the trail.