MadhouseFunhouse

I wanted to run away again. I wanted to give up on the new schedule, and run away. That boy was in every one of my classes, and he brought more and more attention to me. People already began to try and talk to me, and try and mess with me. Even as I walked home my teeth were grinding together. I eventually did calm down, and stopped my angry walk. I stood still for a long moment, trying to gain my bearings. It was so quiet as I stood among the trees. Very different from walking down the streets of New York. I stood there, in a very relaxed posture. I had finally calmed down, and I felt comfortable. That was until I heard the voice come from