Suzanne
today feels strange even seems like a trap everywhere or maybe there's a strike woke up late 7am with an open door no guards nothing at all at first it screamed freedom to me then again it might be a test so I've been waiting for anything to happen but nothing not even a stare from my neighbours now my patience running out
putting on my usual attire casual with a hood getting Sim courage I make my way to the front door down the stairs taking a left and of course the stares and the silent whispers are back
I know am being followed by tinted hilax I could run but it feels so familiar and of course it pack's right in front of me I halt my steps when the back door opens and someone steps out his quite tall Hazel eye's brown hair am supposed to know him looking at him I only feel two emotions love and hatred even as he stops in front of me...