The Steps to Survival

PeterPan & his Henchman

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Jimin POV~>

It had just hit 3 in the afternoon. Which means I can go home. I start walking home. Listening to the soft sounds of my music singing in my ears. I watched the scenery change from city to more out in the country.

I finally reached my house and fondled with my keys trying to find the correct one. After I had found the correct key I inserted it into the key hole turning it and hearing the click of the door. Signifying that it was unlocked.

I stepped in and took of my shoes and slipped on the slippers we keep at the door. I walked into the wooden floors and headed up the stairs. Each step burning as I had previously worked out in PE the other day.

Once I reached my room I turned the door knob and pushed forward a tad. I stepped into my room and took the slippers of. I slung my bookbag onto my bed and opened it. Preparing to work on some homework that was assigned today.

I grabbed all the necessary books and utensils I needed and pulled out the chair to my desk. I sat down and opened my books.

I stood up and opened my window because it was feeling a little stuffy in here. Plus fresh air is always nice.

I finished my work and found myself mesmerized by the moon. Yeah it got pretty dark since he started. He stared out the window and felt a euphoric sensation feeling the wind sooth through his hair. It was calming. Being alone, with a beautiful sight. Sadly he could never truly experience it. He wasn't allowed to leave the house, except for school. So that's the only time Jimin gets vitamin D.

He wasn't really in the real world. He was in a utopia at this present moment that he didn't even realize that he had tears streaming down his face. He touched his face still kinda out of it. He wiped his wet little puffy cheeks.

He dreamed of the day that he would be able to experience the outdoors. He was living the life of Rapunzel(A/N: Idk how to spell her name). He was traped in his house because his parents thought everyone and everything was out to kill him.

He started to clean his things up and put them in his backpack. He sighed running his hands through his bright blonde locks.

He walked of to put his backpack by the door. He placed it down and went to take a shower and brush his teeth and other things you do before bed.

He walked out of the bathroom in his room in his all time favorite pjs. They were cute little shorts with pineapple prints on them and a giant pastel pink sweater. He also had on his night time socks. They were the super fluffy ones with cats on the foot.

I sighed and turned my head to look at my window. I started unconsciously walking towards it. I was consumed in the moonlight and was drawn to it. I had reached my window. The desk slightly in the way. I got on top of the desk and sat on its top. I stared out hopelessly to be rescued. Like Rapunzel(A/N: please don't fight me. I'm trying)
but if only fairtails were real....