"Wind blew through the limbs of the trees, occasionally tearing a leaf from its place and throwing it to the forest floor. Isaac listened to the crunch of his feet on the withered grass as he walked through the forest, clutching his mothers hand."
Isaac has a flashback to a bad time.
This is my first original work I've posted! I hope you like it, please put some feedback if you can, I want to improve my writing as much as possible :)