The unknown

      Every day of my life I always asked myself the same question, why me? Why did I have to be the one to carry around this legacy? I was always hearing the same thing "Don't worry, things will get better over time." But, what if they didnt? As much as I wanted my life to be over, I also wanted to live it. My name was Avery Golden and I was sixteen years old had dark brown hair that hung down just above my belly button and blueish grey eyes.  I was quite tall standing at full height at about 5'8 and my skin was naturally tanned. 

        My life should be normal but, its not; I should be normal but, im not. I've been on the run since as long as I can remember with people I never knew longer than a few seconds. Every single time I made the switch someone new would step in and keep me safe; they were my protectors. My recent protector had the habit of pissing me off, so i ended up learning how to sneak out of the house without him finding out. Everytime he got me mad I would go to my room and lock the door. I'd wait a few minutes just to make sure then I'd hop out my window.

       Even though my bedroom was on the second floor I had no troubles with jumping, my landing on the other hand was only perfect sometimes. In that hour I could get away from the house was a hour I thought about being normal. Every single time I'd make up new scenerios in my head; having a boyfriend or siblings, knowing my parents even. But, after every time I always felt the same way; guilty. Guilty becasue even though Ryen pisses me off he still would risk his life for me, becasue no matter how good I am the world is still full of darkness that I cant change, because I was putting everyone through something that only I should go through alone.

Hey guys! So I don't know if I should keep going with this one so just leave comments or vote and Ill see what happens :)