Chapter One

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I stood in my black hoodie, I still had my night robes on under it. I took a deep breath,

In...

Out...

I opened my eyes, they were pink and blue, split into quarters, top left blue, top right pink, bottom left pink, bottom right blue. I tucked my pink and blue tiger tail into my black pants, hiding it from view. I lifted my hood, hiding my ears. "This is it," I thought, "I'm finally leaving the castle!"

I grabbed my bag, and slung it over my shoulder, and then fit the other strap onto my other shoulder.

I started walking, carefully, and cautiously. I tiptoed, holding my breath. Down the long halls I walked, careful not to alert the night-gaurds.

Soon, I entered the stage room, I knew that here, I had to be absolutely silent, for any noise I make, would be amplified in the large room.

The week before, I had studied the stage, taking note of any loose boards, and what shoes would be the quietest on it.

I slowly creeped through the stage, tiptoeing as quietly as possible, paying so much attention to what I was doing, that my brain hurt.

As I crossed the stage completely, I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding. I started walking again, and slowly opened the door that connected the stage room and the hall.

I creeped through the outer hall, towards the big door at the end of the hall, that was my way out. My heart was thumping wildly, I was almost afraid someone would hear it! As I approached the door, I moved to the side, a little to the left of the door, I moved a plant, it was slimy, and purple, it had long, thin vines with a ball on the end of each one.

Once the plant was out of the way, I crawled through a small door I had created almost five years ago, to sneak away outside, as I was never allowed out there in the "dark, scary" world.

I crawled through the small door, I had forgotten how tiny it was. I pushed out onto the cold darkness that was the night. I shivered as I stood up, I was hoping for a warmer night, but I guess I got what I should've for choosing to run away in the middle of The Frost.

I started walking, a sense of pride and independence in my heart, and one thing kept bouncing around in my head.

I'm free.

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