The clocks kept ticking, the pages kept turning, the days fading into nights and the seasons coming and going.
Slowly, taking away little pieces of her sanity with them as if they were the withering petals of a dying flower.
This room had turned into a blackhole, slowly sucking the light out of her soul.
She had to escape.
YOU ARE READING
The Girl Who Touched The Sky
Short StoryThe world through the eyes of a girl with only recently earned freedom. But maybe it all isn't as perfect as it was made out to be.
