Guarding My Heart

Prolouge

This was it, my last glance at the place most people call home but I call hell. I flipped up my hoodie and zipped it up, climbing out of the window and onto the roof. Making my way over by the giant oak growing close to my window, I made sure to step carefully on the tiles, since one could slip out at any time. Reaching the tree, I grabbed onto the branch that leads to the roof and balanced my way over to the trunk. Shimmying down, I tried to keep noise to a minimal but then again, that's sorta impossible when there are leaves and bugs everywhere.
I landed on the ground and tip toed over to the driveway and reached under my car to grab the keys. I unlocked it and climbed in. Everything I needed was already in the back. My last thought leaving this place most people call home was

I hope this place burns into a pile of ashes and soot