I'm so bored. There aren't enough books, and I'm getting really bitter about reading. The amount of time we spend indoors is overwhelming, and I don't think I realized I was taking away my freedom when I took away someone else's. I'm scouring the internet for things we could do discreetly outside this hellhole. Every option seems to have too many cons. Nothing is sparking my interest, but I'm going insane. I have to find something. Museums were out because there weren't enough people to easily blend in. As much as it scared me, we needed an area with a lot of people. Yes, there are more people to spot you, but it's easier to blend in. You won't be noticed to get reported in the first place.
Nothing seemed to fit the copious requirements I had. At some point in time, I came across a festival that was occurring in the area that day. Apparently, it was the Sauerkraut Festival, which sounds awful, but it's the perfect environment. Nobody would glance twice. However, I'm not sure if it's a good idea. She's been using her polaroid a lot lately, but I don't want her to bring it outside the house. I'm scared she'll lose it. As if on cue, she wandered her way into the kitchen area.
"Oh, hey," I said absentmindedly as I continued surfing the internet for things to do. She turned and smiled, trotting over to the couch and plopping down. She laid her head on my shoulder and watched my screen.
"What're you looking at," she asked.
"Something to do," I grumbled, clicking out of yet another website I deemed a dud. Her eyes scanned the different links as I scrolled through, searching for any new ideas. "What do you think of the Sauerkraut Festival?" I asked, sort of scared of the answer. She gave me a funny face.
"Ew," she said. I laughed a little.
"We don't have to eat any sauerkraut. I just need to get out and do something." She suddenly seemed apprehensive.
"That's a lot of people," she said softly, looking up to meet my gaze. I nodded, looking away.
"I know," I responded quietly, slightly ashamed of even asking. "Nevermind, it was stupid. We can just stay inside."
"I mean, we can go if you want," she said, sitting upright.
"We don't have to do anything you don't want to do," I said.
"Well, it isn't all about me. You can make decisions, too."
"It sure seems like you're a huge deciding factor," I mumbled.
"Hey, it's not my ass on the line if we get caught," she snapped. We both got quiet, and nothing was said as her sharp words sunk into the air. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that," she muttered.
"It's fine. You're right. It was a stupid idea," I said, trying my best not to let her words get to me but failing miserably.
"If you want to take risks, that's okay with me. Just know your boundaries, okay?" she said, her hand falling gently to my arm.
"Do you want to go?" I asked softly.
"It could be fun..." she said hesitantly. She seemed to be having an internal struggle. "Yeah, you know what? Sure. Let's do this. You only live once. I'm not gonna stay penned up in here forever. Let's go live." I smiled.
"Are you sure?"
"Hell yeah. What else would I be doing? Reading the most recent book I've picked up?" I rolled my eyes a little.
"Ok! Sounds good. It opened a few hours ago, so we can leave whenever."
"This is going to be great. But, I am not eating sauerkraut," she said, raising her eyebrows. Laughing, I shoved her arm gently.
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She's Gone
Fanfiction"'David, Gabbie can't be next,' I said, my voice breaking. He pulled me into his chest, and I broke down sobbing. 'She's not safe,' I wailed. He stroked my hair, knowing there was nothing he could say."
