• She was 18, and a dreamer, a creator, an artist in almost every sense. She'd always catch an eye with her unique yet simple way of dress. She was one who brought life to the lifeless, and she had a way of thinking outside of the box for her mind would venture to where no other mind had ever been before. Some would be jealous of her mind, others, would follow or listen upon in awe. She called herself Isabelle.
    No one knew where she'd came from, for, she was but a runaway, a victem of emotional neglect. "the world is ours to wonder, I only go where the wind blows" she would simply say.
    It had been a day in June, after she'd graduated from her high school, that she seemingly vanished without a word other than a letter of good bye she left on her bed that simply read "I'm sorry I'm going to have to leave you all behind, but you should know forever that it was my time, where I go there will be freedom, who knows someday I may be back but for now, I need a place to ponder over the crazy days of my life..."
    two months had passed since she'd run away. It was a day in early August that she sat on the porch of her very small, run down two bedroom home she'd bought after nearly a month of living on the streets making money by painting with what ever she had. As evening fell the street she lived on was empty and fire flies lit up the air around her. All the other houses on her street had their lights turned on and the windows open- for it was going to be a very hot night. She slowly got up and started to walk down the brick side walk without much though as to where she was going when one by one, her foot steps glowed a very bright hugh of color, a lot like the sky for a few seconds before slowly disapeering. She turned around in shock, lifting her feet and watching the bright hugh of color come and go in the shape of her foot on the ground. She smiled and sighed in relife, for, she didnt believe in magic, but rather, never doubted the mystery in the world. She knew, and knew well, there are things out there in the universe, and we may not know what, where or why, but they're there. She took it as a sign, that where ever she wonders, she would always be free...forever and always.