Chained by Faith

The encounter...

Just like most of my days I was welcomed into a new day with the rays of sunlight flashing through my curtains straight into my face making me wake up with a warm feeling as I sat up and looked at myself through my reflection on my phone I noticed my long blonde hair ,although my hair was more white then blonde, and it was messy, seeing it messy sent a thrill through my soul as I felt alive, after I was coming off my thrilling moment that most people would call "bed hair" a normal thing? Not for me.

Once I had gotten dressed into my long cherry red skirt with black tights underneath and white boots along with my red long sleeved shirt and white coat on I was ready to start my day, once outside the apartment that I had to sneak past my roommate who was on the couch drunk once again with some stranger which was a regular occurrence I felt the cold breeze practically fly up my skirt making me hold my skirt down, snapping my head side to side to check that no creep was looking, luckily today that wasn't the case.

While walking along the main pathway I caught in so many sights and sounds that still seize to amaze me even at the age of 21, all the birds flying around and chirping like a choir, the wintery trees that once bloomed with bright colourful flowers and leaves were now left with sticks, the ice the were up gassing the building on the pathway from the overnight snow fall, and yet all these amazing things still made me smile even while my face feels as stiff as rock.

Once at the store I work at called "check it girl" which honestly quite a modern way to call your store but yet again who am i to judge? I walk into the store as I start to turn on the lights and set everything up I heard something in the back room and a chill went up my spine...no one had access into here besides the worker who never showed up anyways and then manger so...who was in the store?...