𝐴𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑎𝑠𝑘 (𝑇𝑒𝑤𝑘𝑠𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑦 𝑥 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟)

.𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑢𝑒.

Another spring breeze passes by blowing my hair. I soak in the nice feeling for a while before heading back home. Home. Right. "Home", is usually a warm, comforting, loving place for many people. For me, it's not. You may be thinking, how selfish, and you are absolutely right, because my parents want to take away my liberty. Right, you don't know. Well it's... interesting...
I am the black sheep of the family. A lady cannot speak up for what she thinks is right, that's what my mother thinks. My mother taught that to me and my younger sisters that, yet i never listened to her. I know that it's the world that needs changing, and I'm not changing for the world, I am going to change the world... of course not alone