Stuff I wrote for school!

Aug. 11th starter

Pax throws their notebook into their backpack, squishing it as close to the few outfits as they could. They zip the bag up, throwing it on over their dark hoodie.

Their eyes glistened with unshed tears, as they slowly opened their door and shut it quietly behind them. The door clicks shut, leaving Pax alone in the dark castle corridor.

They turn on the flashlight on their phone, pointing the light around the corridor. The young princette stalks down the hallway, their steps echo in the empty hall.

They head towards the kitchen, hoping to indefinitely borrow some food for their trip. Once they enter, they throw some canned food and bread into their pack, zipping it as quietly as they can.

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They exit through one of the back doors, sprinting away from their castle home.

Away from the high expectations of being a princette.

Away from everyday being planned.

Away from the heavyweight of the future.

Away from the arranged marriage.

They stop, leaning against the trunk of a tree. Pax slowly sits on a patch of soft podzol, sweat mixing with tears as it runs down their face.

Pax sat there, letting time pass. They watch as the moon slowly dances across the sky, lighting up the world enough so they can see.

They sigh, slowly getting to their feet. Pax takes on look back at their old home, before taking a deep breath and turning away.

They walk away from their old life, ready to begin their journey to a new life.