"There is a differnce, Cerulean. It would do you good to rememeber that." I look down.
"Sorry Ms. Rose," I say.
"As well you should be. And must I remind you to stop trying to escape?"
"No Ms. Rose."
"Is there somthing you would like to ask me Cerulean?"
"Can I still call you China?"
"I consider you a friend."
"Yes then?"
"Of course, Cerulean Frost."
I smile and walk off.
The mist drifts around me, filling in the emty places that make up the world. i breath in the darkness and the forgetting as I walk, just like everyday. Nothing ever changes here. That was the reason I got such a big welcome I suppose. I was a change from the constant monotone.
After that things started to return to normal. Or as normal as it gets down below.
Work in Progress by Rose!

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CWC - The Summer
DiversosHey my fellow evergreen eagles so I have given the select people the username and password for both the email and wattpad. This summer when you just feel like it add a chapter to this book of what you were writing and we can all read it. We all have...