Carmen//
Outside, I haven't been out side for years. I wonder what it looks like it's September so it's probably cold out side. I miss it out there so much I could run anywhere I wanted and no one could stop me, no one. What if we could escape together me and him. We could be free,together. My heart flutters just at the thought of him. Meeting him, talking to him, laughing with him, And most of all running.
Maybe I will finally know why he gave me that book and why he picked me out of everyone here. I am now at the stairs leading to the roof I put my foot on the first step and I run. Throwing the door open seeing the black book laying on the floor I bend down to pick it up and I touch the golden letters tracing over the word that I've been captivated by "ART". I open it and it says.
"Turn around."
