The first two lessons went pretty fast, the mechanical clockwork of the same things being taught being replayed over and over again, drained any trace of joy out of me. It's break and I have to find somewhere quiet and desolate. Keeping my head down, I shuffle through the ravenous crowd of teens, desperate to enter the food hall.
EH IM STUCK I HAVE WRITERS BLOCK
YOU ARE READING
Everything is going to be okay?
General Fiction• Warning, contains mature dialogue and some upsetting topics. • Hi, I'm Vic. This is the story of how i almost lost my life.
