It’s already the third Friday of October, the cold biting into my skin despite already wearing two layers of clothes. Ms. Clary still continued to visit me during my weekly check-ups with Terrence, always trying to make that nightmare a reality, but of course, my physician wasn’t anywhere near letting her do as she wishes.
Shrugging from the cold, I continued into the school’s main entrance and quickly slid into the warmth of the building.
The locker I owned for the school year was found on the third floor so I headed there as quickly as possible. Every time I would open my cabinet, it rattled so loudly I got embarrassed to open it each time. This time, however, I pried it open and simply left my backpack and other non-essential stuffs inside. I only brought my bow and arrow with me. Whe
