Cₒgₙᵢₜᵢᵥₑ. (a writing practice + interactive game of some sorts)

₁ ₋ ᵣₐᵢₙy Wₒₒdₛ

fitting music:

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Allegra slowly paced herself around the woods, lost. She didn't care about being lost, though. She hated everybody else. Why did others expect her to love everybody else? The ones that abuse her, manipulate her, and gaslight her. She made her hair more messy so she couldn't be recognized, I mean, who would want to be recognized once they ran away from the people they hated?

(insert time skip lol)

It was now midnight. She started a fire but made it as small as possible so that it wouldn't draw attention. She lay in the small flower patch, sure, it wasn't comfortable for her, but she didn't have a choice. She looked up at the sky, the dead trees blocking her perfect view of the moon. To her, this was temporarily home, she could be found again or continue running away, for all we know... but one thing for sure:

It is not a true home.