I walked down the dirt path in the woods while kicking a small rock. Who could ever love me? I thought. Who would ever take a Tramp like me? I wasn't watching the rock and I accidently kicked it straight into a small pond that was only yards in front of me. The rock sank to the bottom. I'm that rock. I thought. All of the leaes and branches float while rocks sink. I'm the rock in this world, treading the water the best I could before being wrapped in the claws of the water and being dragged to my doom. Such evil and disgusting thoughts I was thinking. I don't usually think like this. "What is wrong with me...?" I spoke in a whisper.

When I reached the edge of the pond, I looked down into the water at my reflection. Is this how people see me? Is this why they don't like me? Is this why I will never be loved? Some many questions. Very little answers.

I dropped to my knees and cupped my hands together. I scooped up some of the water and splashed it onto my face. Cold. Very, very cold.

Why was I think such horrible thoughts? Are these thoughts trying to tell me something? I looked around to make sure no one was following me. What's going on? I thought. Someone is watching me. I can feel it. I can feel their presence in the air. I slowly stood and turned around. I wanted to make sure it wasn't the police. If it was, I would go to jail for straling that bread maker's loaf. That was a funny time.

When I turned around compleately, I saw the bush move. I slowly took baby steps to the bush. Before I could extend my arm all the way, a dog, maybe a German Shepard, hopped out of the bush. I jumped backwards and let out a little squeal. How girly.

"What do you want, dog?" I used a tone in my voice that would say I don't want the dog around. The dog just stood there and looked at me. It was a staring contest for about a minute. "I'm going to leave now." I turned and started walking around the pond. I heard a panting sound and turned to see the dog following me. "What do you want from me?" The dog cocked his head and wagged his tail, panting happily. "You want to come along, don't you?" The dog barked at me once. "Ok well then I need to name you." I looked to see if it was a boy or a girl. Girl. "I will name you Natascha ." The dog barked happily wagging her tail. I looked at her," Well what are you waiting for? Let's go." I turned and started walking again.Natascha trailed happily behind me. A new trusty companion I must say so myself. I thought. She will come in handy.

We walked for hours waiting for the sight of lights in the distance. Nothing. Natascha was getting tired. I could tell by the look in her eyes. She also didn't have the spring in her step anymore. I stopped and turned around to look at her. "Do you want to stop for the night, girl?" She looked at me with her puppy dog eyes and whined. She looked like she was in pain. But why? "Ok. We will rest here tonight." Her tail wagged little by little. Slowly smacking the ground and brushing up dirt. "Alright. Let's find a suitible place, hm?" I looked around for a nice shelter for the night. Across the open feild I saw a cave. "we will stay in the cave tonight." I started walking towards it when I turned to see Natascha wasn't following. "Well come on." She just whined. I shighed and walked back to her. I scooped her up into my arms. "Lazy dog." She licked my face tiredly.

We got to the cave and I gently laid her down. I laid down on the ground. Cold. Very, very cold.