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Kyo Chapelle
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Original poster
Disclaimer: this is a total vent prompt so don't judge!
She ran down the dank street quickly swerving around from back alley to alley. As soon as she reached a dead end she slammed against the brick wall to her left and slide down until she was sitting on the ground with hollowed eyes. Her long black hair was windswept falling in front of her face in a disheveled mess. With a heavy sigh that lifted her shoulders up and then fall back into a limp lifelessness she looked about her lonely hideaway. There was a cardboard box across from her and brick walls climbing up and above her almost eclipsing the grey sky. There was a good chance of rain but it would be silly to act like it mattered to her.
She proceed to recall why she was here. With a burning passion she hated school and this lead to her current situation. With a family such ad her's greatness was not expected but rather required and that stress continued to build upon her over the years. So shay was it all leading up to? She was ditching and running away. Yes it was that simple even a pathetic attempt at retribution but it was her idea and her choice. "Choice" she's muttered out loud I. A soft tone it was her dream and nothing more really an illusion or a false hope for her to chase. Without the promise of choice one day she wouldn't even be alive right now. To her that freedom was everything.
She ran down the dank street quickly swerving around from back alley to alley. As soon as she reached a dead end she slammed against the brick wall to her left and slide down until she was sitting on the ground with hollowed eyes. Her long black hair was windswept falling in front of her face in a disheveled mess. With a heavy sigh that lifted her shoulders up and then fall back into a limp lifelessness she looked about her lonely hideaway. There was a cardboard box across from her and brick walls climbing up and above her almost eclipsing the grey sky. There was a good chance of rain but it would be silly to act like it mattered to her.
She proceed to recall why she was here. With a burning passion she hated school and this lead to her current situation. With a family such ad her's greatness was not expected but rather required and that stress continued to build upon her over the years. So shay was it all leading up to? She was ditching and running away. Yes it was that simple even a pathetic attempt at retribution but it was her idea and her choice. "Choice" she's muttered out loud I. A soft tone it was her dream and nothing more really an illusion or a false hope for her to chase. Without the promise of choice one day she wouldn't even be alive right now. To her that freedom was everything.