“ we should go somewhere, i'm sick of this place’ i hear stomping coming into my room as rustles come from the leaves grinding against my window. My close friend comes in the room with an anxious look on her face, i demanded to know what happened, but she gave no reply. It was almost like she saw something surreal or maybe the opposite. ‘ uh i need to- well..nvm.’ she stumbled on her own words as she was twirling around the pandora bracelet i got for her birthday just a few days prior.   As we make our way to the campsite.