Its always fun to watch the ones you hate argue over a piece of land that no one has barley heard about! That small little piece of land is me. I watch as two men argue over me; one with bushy eye brows and the other smelling of rose petals and wine. I hate this; I stand up and begin running away from the two. I run and run as fast as I can. But its no use they are catching up to me quickly. I quickly make a left not knowing where im going and I run straight into something, "Oi" I don't remember much after that.
When I awoke and looked around me "Dammit !" I put my hand onto my aching head, and stand up. I noticed Im in a small bedroom, the walls are painted a grayish blue color and the dresser and bed are made out of fine wood. I look around and see that some clothing has been left for me. "It had to be a dress," I used every swore word in the book as I put it on. It was a white dress with an orange flower on the one shoulder I took the green bow and tied it around my waist before looking at myself in the mirror, "Whoever is forcing me to wear this ill skin them alive" My brown waist length hair, I tied up in a fish tail. I scanning over my face and body one last time, my blue eyes shining, "I hate my life, I went six-teen long years without being discovered but, how in the hell did they find me!"
I walked out the door into the hallway; the house smelt of earl gray tea and burnt food. I followed the smell and heard a man or was it a prepubescent boy? I don't know. I walked into the room to see a young man standing there holding his tray of what looked like burnt cookies. *put an indent here*"Hello?" I say quietly and he looks up to see me. *and here* "ah good morning I hope you slept well?"