#WritcoStoryPrompt2
A wet leaf fell on her shoulder making her jump in fear. Startled she shifted from her hiding place behind the bush

A wet leaf fell on her shoulder making her jump in fear.
Startled, she shifted from her hiding place behind the bush, dear.
Her heart raced, pounding like a drum inside her chest,
As she looked around, hoping to find some much-needed rest.

The rain poured down, drenching her from head to toe,
Leaving her trembling, feeling lost and alone.
With each lightning flash, the shadows danced and swayed,
She knew she had to keep moving, she couldn't stay.

Through the darkness, she ventured, step by timid step,
Embracing the uncertainty and the secrets it kept.
Her footsteps echoed softly, as if in a distant dream,
Guiding her forward, through the night's relentless stream.

The storm raged on, its fury matching her own,
Yet she pressed on, determined to find her way home.
She whispered to herself, a mantra to ease her fear,
"I am brave, I am strong, there's no need to shed a tear."

Finally, a glimmer of light pierced through the haze,
A beacon of hope, leading her out of this maze.
With renewed vigor, she quickened her pace,
Yearning for warmth and a familiar embrace.

As she emerged from the shadows, into the gentle light,
She realized that sometimes, it takes facing the night,
To discover the strength that was buried deep within,
And find the courage to continue, to overcome and win.

So, she walked on, with newfound resilience in her stride,
No longer afraid to embrace life's wild and unpredictable ride.
For even in moments of darkness and fear,
She knew she could find her way, with determination clear.