Moving on and out

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Suddenly after what felt like forever I stood up and walked.

I fished what I needed out of my bag.

My hoodie and left over money for bus money

I placed my knife like objects in my pockets.

Removing my money from my purse and stuffing in in my socks.

I must look very suspicious , white top covered in blood , green skirt going brown with blood as well socks ripped hair filled with leaves and knotted , shoes worn and mud stained , blazer wet and bloodied as well.

I threw my blazer off , put my hoodie over it and washed my skirt and shoes with the hose , more like rinsed.

I was getting out of here as soon as possible.

I might be wet and creating pools of water as I walked but it was better than creating pools of blood.

I redid my red mass of hair into a low ponytail and put the hood over my head.

As I reached the top of my wall , I looked back over my house and shuddered falling to the ground.

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