The wind blew against the windows making harsh banging noises, like a body being pulled down the stairs, thump, thump, thump. Lighting flashed, creating strange shadows on the walls that looked like they were laughing and dancing to the loud crashing thunder. It was only 由 the sudden flashes of the lighting could 你 see sixteen 年 old Alice Summers putting supplies into her black backpack. Sandwiches, three bottles of water, and a map, all the materials necessary to make it out of here, the place she was suppose to call home, to where she was suppose to feel warm and safe. But it wasn’t, not to her. Ever since she was ‘adopted’ 由 the town Mayor last year, she had been beat and thrown up here in the attic, like an unwanted doll.
She was out-of-place here, different from the rest of the children in the house. Different from everybody really…not anymore, she would leave and find people just like her. People who loved watching gory horror 电影院 as much as she did, and who hated stupid Disney. People who dressed in black and didn’t live in an illusion that life was great and that everybody happy. She wasn’t. She wouldn’t play ‘circle you, 圈, 圈子 you’ with...