RUNAWAY

🍷~deux~🍷

You sighed in boredom as you stared at your pale white ceiling with light blue stars imprinted on it. Swirls of pastel pink and purple decorated the simple ceiling to make it look more colourful. You were on your pastel yellow bed that had small white polka dots on it. In the corner of your small yet empty room was a homemade castle that had olden furniture that suited the concept of Princes and  Princessess. In the other corner was a dark pink tent with all the things you loved in it. It even had a little sofa for you to sit on.

You didn't know why you were here nor where you were. All you remembered was waking up in a pretty meadow filled with all sorts of peculiar flowers. You swore you saw a woman with (curly/straight/wavy) (h/c) watch you from the woods nearby. What you remembered were her eyes that twinkled like the Milky Way Galaxy.

And like that, she was gone.

You only knew your name was Glenia, that's all. So, you got up almost reluctantly and walked towards the forest where you thought the woman dissipated to.

You then met Erna who was taking a daily stroll through the meadow passageways. You talked to each other as the most strangest expression came upon her face when you said your name was Glenia.

Maybe it was the fact that a six or seven year old was already telling a stranger her name
Or maybe it was because you didn't look like a Glenia; maybe a Penelope or Marianne.

Either way, she took you in and made you your very own room.

You sighed and got up, looking out the circular window and saw the white covered grounds. It was winter and nearly spring, a time where you found it quite cold. Although, Erna told you it was a new year, a year to turn over a new leaf. You heard from the locals that America took it the wrong way and maybe turned a bit too much. Whoever America was, you hoped they were okay. You didn't want the person to turn his or her leaf too much that it would brake.

A knock from the door resounded the room in its presence, making you jump slightly and swerve the other way.

What shall you do?

Path (a) Hide in the tent you have and wait until they go away
Path (b) Open the door cautiously

Path (a)

You dashed away quickly, not looking back. The aqua bow on you head came off from your disrupt moving and fluttered gracefully to the floor.

You zipped open the door of your tent and climbed in, being careful to not trip on the pink fabric that was sticking out at the bottom.

Carefully but quickly you put your dainty pale body in and zipped up the tent once more. You picked up your light brown teddy bear and walked quietly to the light pink sofa, holding it tightly in fear. You tucked yourself in a ball and heard for any other alarming noises.

The things outside started talking to each other in weird words that you didn't know. Erna taught you Norwegian and Glenian, your supposed native language. This one didn't sound Norwegian nor Glenian. It didn't even sound human to you.

The door was suddenly opened, the sound disruptting the silence. You gasped and put a hand over your mouth to prevent the whimpers of fear to creep out.

Footsteps fluttered the room as you shut your eyes tight.

"She's not here," a voice said. The voice was a soft and caring voice that sounded masculine and sounded genuinely concerned for your being. From where it sounded, you predicted he was at the bathroom door that you had in your room.