Olivia
Its been a good while, maybe hours. But Olivia was still in that tree. Terrified of heights and the dangers that lurked beneath her current sad haven. But she was thirsty, uncomfortable, and shelter-less. She stared below her, which caused everything to get blurry. "S-stay calm Olivia, stay calm.." she thought, trying to comfort herself. She took a deep breath, and began to climb down the tree. Slower then snail, but at least progress was being made. Eventually, her feet touched the ground. She let out a deep breath and started to cry from relief.
After the crying was done, Olivia began her search of water, the stuff bunny that she had picked up from before, was crushed against her chest. She looked like a scared lost child, even though she was fifteen. She trekked on slowly but surely. Could she really survive?
