My eyes opened when the sounds of hooting

entered my ears. 

I lifted myself off the ground,

dirt sticking to my clothes.

The sloppy wet sensation

makes me shiver in discomfort. 

I looked around for my cardigan,

just to see it nowhere…

nor were my friends. 

They wouldn’t leave me in the 

middle of the woods, right?

At least one would have 

stayed or checked on me.  

I began to make my way out,

following Weeping Willow Creek,

Which surprising lacks the trees

yet holds all tears. 

It probably made the water there. 

I began to see a light

announcing the entrance of 

the campus.

I check my back pocket 

for my dorm key,

sighing in relief 

once I felt the outline of 

my door key and my swipe 

card. 

The night was silent. 

The music in the distance

can’t be heard,

just the sound of the owls,

little woodland critters, 

and my shoes breaking

small twigs.