Fall, one of the seasons. My favorite season. Fall is the time where the trees turn beautiful shades of red, orange, and golden brown. It's also the time where I can travel back home and see my family and friends. I moved from my home state of Iowa to Minnesota to study at the University there. My parents wanted me to study somewhere in Iowa, but I had my eyes on the U since I was fourteen. Now that I'm twenty-four and graduated from said college, I moved again to go into my field of work at Rodgers Inc.. Since Rodgers Inc. is located in North Dakota, I don't get to see my friends and family a lot. That's why fall is my favorite season, because of Thanksgiving. It's one of the two holidays I can spend time with my family for a week. So that's where I am now, at the airport waiting for my luggage. I looked around the now familiar place and smiled in excitement. It's been about seven months since I had seen my parents and that trip was sadly only for two days. I looked at all the coming suitcases and bags then grabbed mine when I saw it. I took out my phone to let everyone know I was catching a cab and put it away. Weaving through all the people I made it out of the airport and waited for a cab. I didn't wait long for one and hopped in the backseat with my purse on my lap and told the driver my old address. Nodding his head he pulled into traffic. I looked out the window at the scenery and smiled. 'I'm finally home.'
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Stockholm Syndrome
FanfictionWhy, why did it have to be me? Why did it have to be me to lose everything? My parents, my friends, my life. Why? Why did I have to get kidnapped, used as bait, held hostage, and even worse... Develop Stockholm Syndrome? {Updates every Friday at 4:3...
