***BLAKE***

I left the house before anyone could stop me, I just couldn’t stay there anymore. Everything felt too heavy, too tight in my chest, and if I stayed one more second, I knew I was going to break. So I walked into the woods, not even thinking about where I was going, just moving because standing still was making everything worse.

I don’t know how long I walked for. The trees felt endless, the cold kept hitting my face, but I didn’t care. At some point, my legs felt weak, so I ...