Rose
My new spot seemed to be the bench outside. It was nice to come and sit out here especially as everyone seemed to be here. It was the weekend and hardly anyone seemed to work on the weekend. The bench was my little escape, not just away from everyone, but from their eyes. The pity. Sadness. Some not able to look at me as they had guilt written across their faces. I couldn’t take it.
They all seem to know my secret, like they opened my closet door, and all my skeletons fell out, laid bare for the world to see. For this club to see. The outdoors is my only escape. Thankfully the weather has turned warm for me to sit out here.
Leo, Jace, Betty, Reece and Benji seemed to join me all the time. If it wasn’t all of them it was at least two of them. A pattern I have picked up. They are a
