Well, I ran away from home in tears because nothing was going right. It was dark and cold and it was raining. When I reached a tree, at least I think it was, it felt like a tree, I saw a light. And the light spoke. It said 'follow me and I will guide you back to safety.' So, I followed the light. It guided me back home and I was thankful. Because my home was warm and my dinner was ready. I thank God for guiding me back home.

Hi again,
This sounded very nice.
Is this a true story, or is this a poem?
Guacamole

It is true.

Hi, I think thats a lovely story. I have been unsettled for a while now and I just hope God gives me a light also. x