My cheeks are raw from me scratching the tears away. My eyes are crying blood and are red from blood vessels bursting. My lips are dry and chapped and my mouth is full of dust. The world that surrounds me, once my exquiste world, is now horribly distorted. Everything is dead. The sky has turned a slate gray and all the clouds have gone. Maybe my spot will be safe. Oh, I pray it is. I can only pray that this darkness hasnt corrupted my secret spot. Move feet! Take me there and set my mind to ease. Move! I'm running now and the white out effect is taking place. Everything is blurred and all the colours are smeared together like a ruined oil painting. I almost trip but I save myself just in time. My feet suddenly come to a halt and I'm thrown off balance. I'm thrown off my feet and inot my lagoon. The water is still clear. It's still beautiful here! I fall to my knees in the middle of the shallow water and thank everything that is important to me. I close my eyes tight to keep away the tears but they still leak through. Oh, this beautiful place. It's still here. I lay back and float. My clothes have changed from torn, dirty rags to a gorgeous white gown that flows gracefully in the water. Pale green lily pads with pale pink lilies float around me, softly tickling my body. Thank you for still being here. Thank you. . . x.x.x.x The cool, dew sprinkled grass is gently holding me while the soft rain slowly drips on my body, sending welcomed chills up and down my spine. Cool, refreshing rain. . . What happened to the rain? It's warm now. A tangy, bittersweet taste has rudely placed itself on my lips. What is this? I wipe my face and bring my hands in front of me. Red. .No. It cant be. No, this cant come to my spot. Please, no. I run to my lagoon and begin scrubbing my body. I have to get this off. Please come off. My lagoon has turned from beautiful blue green to a dark crimson red. The soft, damp grass has changed from its luscious deep green to a putrid brown; its now stiff and dead. I have to shield my eyes from this horror and I look down. My gorgeous, flowing gown has melted away and I'm left with the old dirty rags from before. What has happened? Oh how could this happen? Now what's happening? Ripples of black are coming out from where I'm standing. It's spreading. I can't move. I cant take my eyes away from it. It wont stop. My entire lagoon is now black. The trees are black. The ground is black. The sky is black. Everything is black. I lift my hands to my eyes. My fingers and palms are stained black. How did this happen?. . .I'm broken and my innocence has gone.