In the woods. Lost more than ever. She can smell it. Feel it. She can't get there.
Beth wonders if there are two people. One seems familiar. The other scares her. They are in the distance. Somewhere.
Childhood wasn't right. Left for hours. Outside sometimes. In the dark. No one. Her Dad is always late. Always with another woman. Not her Mom. She knows this. Maybe Mom does, too. She doesn't tell anyone. Afraid. Beth has learned silence.
He has a smirk on his face. She never trusted him. He always leaves.
The evening gets colder. Strange sounds come from the woods. She knows where she is. With self. Self never leaves her. Ever. But they do. The twins.
She likes Liz. She is a loved by everyone. Not so much by herself. Amy is different. Self-destructive. Angry. Empty.
But she understands the two halves. Falling. Rising. Lost.Together.
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