"What's the point of you being gifted in sight when you can't spot the obvious hints a person gives you?"
"Is this about me not washing the dishes again?"
"You really are as thick as they get"
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"GET OUT OF HERE! DON'T YOU DARE COME BACK YOU UNGREATFUL BITCH!" A woman's voice bellows from behind me as I grab my carry-on bag in a hurry, skidding out of the property I once called home.
I run out from the front porch and onto the street, my feet moving on their own, desperate to get as far away from that house as possible.
Once I was sure that no human being from that particular area was following me, I stopped. Bent over and panting, I leaned against an alley wall. My bag drops on the ground on my side.
I slid down, knees close to my chest. I just did that, I escaped. The word 'escaped' played itself over and over in my mind. This was it, I was free. A sudden laugh left my throat, followed by more laughing. Due to what? I wasn't exactly sure.
But it didn't really matter now, did it? I howl from happiness up into the night sky. "Fuck yeah!" I screamed to myself, fist pumping into the air. If a passerby saw me, they would be sure that I was absolutely mental, maybe I was.
With a few deep breaths to gather myself, I rub a hand over my face. Picking up my carry-on bag I get up from my place on the ground and head towards the streets to catch a cab.
I smile to myself as I get into a cab after waiting on the sidewalk for a few minutes to get a cab. It was comfy, smelled of Lavenders. "What's a girl like you doing out alone so late? Ghosts can catch up you know" The cab driver says, looking at me from the rearview mirror.
"Starting a new life" I said nonchalantly while looking out the window. It wasn't a casual thing, but he didn't need to know that. He just nods his head while he starts the car. By his calm reaction I'm assuming I'm not the first teenager he picked up from the side of the street with that same answer.
"Where to then?" He asked me, looking from the rearview mirror again and at me, a glint of curiosity evident in his eyes. His question made me grin as I broke my eyes away from the window to look at him.
"London" I said with a contagious grin, my voice filled with excitement due to the new adventure I was embarking on, wondering what the future holds for me.
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NOTE: This is the prologue of the story, just to give you a little back story about our main character's backstory. I personally think that I'm not so great at writing but that's up to you to decide
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GUYS THE WAY HE LOOKS LIKE A KICKED PUPPY DOG?!!!😭😭😭
