The Bird Song by Swift

Connie loved exploring the caverns by her house. 
It always came with a quiet thrill.
She didn't tell her parents about her adventures, because they'd probably tell her she couldn't go.
She always packed extra food in case she got lost, though, she never lost her way.
She felt her way around the wet rocks, then, she was falling.
Only for a moment, then with a deep thud that knocked the air from her lungs, she was still again.
She felt around for a way up. How far did i fall? After a minute she realized, panicked, there is no way up.
She groped around a while longer and found a tunnel. She stumbled in.
She tried to keep track of time by counting how many times she'd slept.
After what she thought was ten days she had no more food. soon after, hunger clawed at her insides.
And still she wandered on.
By her twentieth sleep, weakness clung to her like a leach, always draining her.
But she crawled on.
She longed for the blue sky.
She longed for the sun's warmth.
She longed for her mother's bread.
She lie down to sleep, she heard something. beyond the trickle of the cave-water... she heard a bird-song.
She crawled and scrambled towards the sound, faster than she thought she could still move.
Her stomach ached and tears stung her face.
She crawled until it was not stone that her hand felt, but grass and leaves and cushioning dirt, but it was still dark.
"I suppose it must still be night," said Connie.
But as the bird sang and she felt the warmth she knew to be sunlight, the heart-breaking truth came to her;
she was blind.