Low little taps can be heard. I look outside my hair brushing my cheek tickleing it.
I sigh when I see cars pull up the drive way. They never ride together its kinda strange.
As Caren steps her foot out to stand she looks around looking at the puddles that were forming on the ground.
Rain drops fall on her hair making it damp. Her eyes wonder over the house looking for something.
As she looks her husband zach steps out of his car. Then together they both look over the house.
I get a tingling feeling that there looking for me because they most likely know im looking at them.
When carens head snaps towards the attic - Where I am - my eye bulge in shock.
She smirks evilly and whispers something to zach. I take that as my cue to start running.
I stand from the little window and move my short legs.
I grab my bag that I have in here for emergency's incase they ever want to hurt me badly.I grab the bag and sling it on my shoulders.
I open the side window that leads to a place that gives me comfort. A forest.
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Nyctophillia
FantasyWhen I just want to be alone you can find me in the forest by my adoptive parents home. Yeah adoptive,and they dont give a crap about me...especially my 'father' he does things to me that no father should.. "I Hate Him! I Hate Him!" my eyes sealed s...