“No one goes out of the mansion,” My butt.
Yeah. I got out of that huge mansion, but I swear, and cross an 'x' mark over my heart, that I did not purposely come out of the mansion on my own free will and neither was I ever aware of what I'd been doing this past half-our.
Seriously.
One minute I was walking this empty dark hall, and the next I realize is I hear the cool half-winter wind whipping on my face like an air conditioner on full mode right in front of me face. My red hair was even wild from the zephyr.
I lied down on the grass, my bag becoming my only cushion, and my eyes glued to the blue sky up above. Twisting a wilting dandelion around my slender fingers, I breathed out white puffy air and whistled.
The sound was piercing against the silence of the lake. There weren't any s
