pokemaniac13

Who Maybe it was time she finally got out and saw the world. It wasn't as if there would be anyone out there who cared enough to stop her from anything that was out there. She was caged but she was free. What does it mean to be free? She had always known the walls as the bars from her view indoors. What was the world? Just a larger scale of the globe, right? She was naive. The only thing that was clear to her was she needed to find something. Something to make her whole. Young. Back and forth in her little world she went. It would feel as if she had spent years on her journey. The truth? She never left her room and not even a day had past.

She For the longest time, she stared at the blank walls. No one knew what she was thinking, no one really bothered to find out. She talked a lot but to whom? People never really knew. She was loud but she always had something pulling her back from everyone in the crowd. Some days she'd walk around alone, some days she'd find a group of people. The only constant thing about her was change. She'd be everything from each end of the spectrum within a semester. Was she confused? Was she trying to stand out? Was she just really alone? She broke out of her shell a few times before but she always picked up the pieces and built it around her again.