NeverBeenSoIntoEmily
Amber remembered how everything, and everyone, were always.. perfect. There seemed like there were no problems, no.. problems with life.
except.. she was uncomfortable with her life.. you see, she was.. 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘚𝘖 different. everything about her was different in one way or the other. She would never admit it, but she just didn't like what other people around her did, and EVERYONE liked the same things. there wasn't a fight to put up. it was said, and done.
But here she was. ᴡᴀʟᴛᴢɪɴɢ around, not liking 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 around her. all she saw were these pastel pinks and blues. and some white. it all made her sick.
The 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 thing she liked about her town, was the forest. she would always sneak out at night to go into the forest and admire the moon, no one to tell her what to do, what to say, or 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. She was.. 𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘦.
That is, until the wolves came.