Running. Running towards the light that emits at the end of the tunnel. Carrying my body through the barbed wires and panting of exhaustion. Still...running and looking back on the "Decaying Person." Wind sweeping through my frizzed hair as I gained the guide needed for life. I stopped running away from the "Decaying Person, "I went to it. Seeing its' eyes which reminded me of me and my childhood. Me being naive of the world. Once I touched this "Decaying Person" it disappeared. I heard the laughter of innocence and carefree as I walked towards the emitted end of the tunnel that I eagerly wanted to go to, but now didn't. I soon realized who the "Decaying Person" was and I knew what I had to do. Keep running towards the emitted end of the tunnel without fear nor uncertainty, but with integrity.