It came crawling back as it always did. The fear, the anxiety, not knowing when something would burst in her face. She heard whispers in the wind of things from her past. When people would look at her she could hear what they thought. It was like Mother Nature would bend down and whisper in her ear what they thought. Mother Nature would always whisper to her this, " But you are my girl above them all, no one can bring you down." The words always lit a fire in her that all others could see. When that fire burnt bright no one dared come near her. But there were times when that flame went out. And back would come to Mother Nature to pick her back up. The girll would doubt but she always came back.