Sabrina Grimm swung her legs over the edge of the hole separating the monsters from the humans. Well, hole wasn't really accurate at ten feet across and ten feet wide, it was more of a chasm than anything.
Her long blonde hair swayed gently in the wind. It was a little chilly, which wasn't surprising considering it was mid-October. The girl was quite grateful of the striped sweater she had on.
Sabrina was here after running away from another foster home. The twelfth so far, and she had to admit she was proud of that record. But nonetheless, she had to get back to the orphanage soon before Ms. Smirt got angry. Nobody liked an angry Ms. Smirt.
The girl stood up on the edge, her toes barely an inch from the yawning pit. For a moment, Sabrina wondered what it would be like to fall in. No more Smirt, no more foster homes, no more bullies, no more orphanage.
No, that's crazy. What I am thinking? Sabrina berated herself, backing away from the hole. She needed to get back before the police started looking for her.
One misstep was all it took. One accidental footfall and she was plummeting into the unknown.
As Sabrina fell, she wondered idly if monsters were nicer than humans.