Somewhere in a Cave

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On the dead of night, I murdered someone. On morning the next day, the whole of IvyClan found out about that murder. By noon, they had already cornered the suspect- me- and was now growling and snarling at me like I had done something really wrong.

I don't know the reason for writing this down now. Maybe I was hoping that someone would be able to find this and come save me. But, like always, everything is always too late, and I don't think anyone would happen to wander into a dark cave like this and see the scratched lines on the stone walls.

They tried everything, I have to admit- interrogating me with every question that could ever be related to a single murder- but the one that came up the most was the reason that I did it.

I honestly didn't know. That apprentice was just so plain annoying. I didn't have a tragic backstory to explain my actions, either. I just did it. Oh, my mom was disappointed, of course, but not my dad, because he was dead.

But condemning me to be prisoner was nothing. I escaped at night.