It was dark.
I had to run away from these men.
I don't want to die in their filthy hands!
I obviously have to live.
Oh, why did I have to be found out? Well, someone once told me, 'No lie could never be discovered.'
I guess it turned out to be true… based from experience.
Either way, I just can't give them this bag. Inside it was the one and only thing that would remind me of who I believe I am.
A music box. I have to protect it… so much.
I clutched on the key, which happened to be a necklace, as I turned and ran and tripped over branches and roots from the trees.
I had wounds, scratches and bruises all over my body. My shirt and pants were all ripped and destroyed. I only had one shoe left.
I was a complete and total mess.
But I didn't care anymore; I've been in a much worse situation, believe me.
I don't know how I ended up in this forest. If it weren't for these guys being so quick and all, I would've just stayed hidden behind some house.
I panted as I ran, my legs telling me to stop but I can't.
Not now, not ever.
It started to rain and it was pouring harder by the minute.
'Oh please, God. Please, at least let me escape this forest.'
I thought and prayed as tears started to well up in my eyes. And as if God really heard me, I miraculously found the end of this forest.
As I lied down on the grass, I heard the men's screaming voices and a growl of some animal.
I guessed it was a bear. Serves them right!
I sprawled down on the grass, too tired to even bother if it's muddy. I didn't mind being a mess in my current condition.
I got up after taking up all the rest I needed. The rain finally calmed down to a drizzle, even though I couldn't hide the fact that I was terribly hungry.
I walked, walked, walked. Until I came around the mansion I oh so remember like it was just yesterday.
I heard that it was burnt, but that's all. I didn't know if it was true or not.
I went in through the back door of the mansion, leading to the kitchen. The door creaked as I opened it wider for me to get in.
I smiled contentedly and shut the door, fainting, the blackness engulfing me.
As I slept, I dreamt of when I was still a young lady, I watched over my sister as she played with our cousin.
My sister and I loved this mansion. We did a lot of things here. We played hide and seek, sing songs, dress up and all the random fun shit I could remember.
I sometimes paint or draw them or the things around me. We would enjoy the delicious food they give us.
In this manor, I found peace. It was like my sanctuary. I liked it better here than back at home, the Midford manor. I liked it here at the Phantomhives.
Then, it all blurred and I slowly opened my eyes.
