// I WANT TO WRAP THE WIND
IN MY ARMS, TELL THE EARTH:
DARLING, DON'T WORRY, IT
WILL GET BETTER. I WANT TO
BRAID THE LEAVES OF
THE TREES, MAKE A
NEST FOR ME THERE. I TELL
THE WEATHER, I LOVE EVERY PIECE
OF YOU.
EVEN THE STORMS. //
- Allison Leigh, On a Monday.
Bonnie’s POV
I stretched and yawned. I slept fairly comfortably but something was itching me under my skin. There was something not quite right and it was almost like a deja-vu. I snuggled under my covers. I mean, I am being held captive. I can use a little more rest. It’s not like I have my classes or some s**t.
As I snuggled deeper in the comforter, I felt the rays of warm sun touch my face. It felt so good. Until it didn’t. Until I realized that I was sleeping in the basement. How is there even a window for t
