°•chapter 1•°

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                  °•Y/N P.O.V•°

I Skipped home with art supplies in my hand, planning to hide it from my parents.  I walked in through the front door and ran to my room, which didn't have much in it. I began to paint until my father opened my bedroom door, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" he shouted with rage "i-im..painting.." I replied with a fearful tone. He walked up to me and snapped the canvas in half, kicking me against the wall, repeatedly hitting me. I woke up soon after from having passed out, only to be outside on the pavement of our driveway with a small backpack full of the stuff i had. "They kicked me out.." I thought, tears springing to my eyes, completely unaware of the small little peregrine falcon watching me from above. I began walking not even having any idea where I was going, just hoping to find some form of shelter for a few days. After finding the hotel a couple blocks down from my house in cairnholm I had simply paid for a room, scheduling to stay for a few nights. The few nights had passed before they said I had to leave. I was still however completely unaware of the little bird that was following from up above, watching my every movement with hawk-like eyesight. I found a small cave, walking inside it further and further until I had gone into the loop. After coming out of the other side I looked around in wonder, "I'm not in 2022 anymore.." I thought

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TO BE CONTINUED...~your author

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