I ran. I ran as far away as I could. I was crying. I hate my life. I needed to get away from Sparta. I was just bad luck and causing trouble everywhere I go.
My life was just horrible around the people I love. There is no trip to Athens in the future. Just cancel it or go on without me. I'll probably just blow the place up. It'll become ruins if I go there.
I had just witnessed the murder of my best friend. We went through so much and I just left him there. I'm such a coward. I needed to go back. But I would destroy everything for everyone else. I'm just bad luck.
I couldn't die, but he could. I just let him get murdered and ran away. I wasn't immortal. It just seemed that I would never die. No matter how many times I got hurt. I wanted to die, but I wouldn't. I have had a concussion, broken ankle, two broken arms, shots to the hip and shoulder, a broken neck, and a gash cut into my neck.
There were probably many more, but that was just in the past year. I started to run away from my problems a half moon ago. I knew people were looking for me. But I watched my friend die. He passionately loved me and protected me from that murderer. He was trying to kill me, but of course I don't die.
I am 13 years of age and the princess of Sparta. I'm Echo of Sparta, but most people just call me Echo. I live in Hellas, but the Romans us Greece.
I have brown hair, and last year I got it cut off. My now dead friend cut it. I have brown eyes too, but sometimes they're gold. My dead friend, Simone, had brown hair and eyes too. We had another friend.
Her name was Isabel. She had blonde hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. I have white tan skin. She was my handmaiden in my family palace. Last year she ordered me and Simone to go rescue her mother and my family from Egypt.
On the runaway journey I realized Simone truly loved me. This hurt me even more. I had to go back. People wanted me to come back. Simone would have wanted me to stop grieving about him and about hurting everyone. I decided, finally, to travel back to my family.
