Rambling

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I slowly turn the lock as a way of silencing my nightly escapades and to not notify my brother and the guards I slip out the door and close it behind me I immediately regret not putting on a sweater or wearing bike shorts in winter. I start my journey down the same path I've taken ever since the incident, looking at the stars "I wonder if ill ever make it out of here Nix" I say more to myself but hoped I'd get a response from my old best friend. -Phoenix Grace Diaz my best friend since birth and partner in crime, she was there for me when I was going through everything she stood by me and made me feel like a person again but then she was taken away from me last year- I continued down the path I've taken so many times stopping right before the castle gates I stand there staring at the stars every bone every neuron every fiber of my being ached to go further and adventure or just run away to the headspace and never come back but I slowly turn back around and head back to the hellish ravaged anger filled building I call home slip back in lock it a slowly walk to my room and I drifted into sleep