xii.
as i got off the bus, i proceeded off to where ever my feet were going to take me. if anything, i just wanted to go to a place where i would feel safe.
where no one can find me.
i was just focused on whether or not i could find him.
i wasn't really sure who "him" was,
but i was destined to find him.
YOU ARE READING
precarious
Short Story❝what happens in this family doesn't concern you.❞ © poltaeroid
