The smoke from the campfire flows past the trees and disperse in the air. Laila sits by the campfire warming her hands. The forest was quiet only hearing the crackling of the burning wood. Laila felt one with nature while being away from technology, the city, and society. Being alone was nice for once.

      As the night grew older and temperatures dropped Laila put the fire out and climbed into her tent. As she snuggled into her warm sleeping bag she realized that she was no longer relaxed. Without the fire, it was pitch black and the sound of twigs snapping and the ferocious wind was more predominant than before.