Despair
My eyes were burning with tears. I had shed them but they seemed endless. I was too overwhelmed. My mind in a turmoil and I couldn't go on playing find me not. The mansion was awfully noisy. Thankfully a decent kind of noisy. It was torturous to be inside with all the vibrancy and burdening to be outside, it suddenly felt too humid for my taste. I was too perplexed, I felt like my entire being had just being scattered. I decided to head up to Cathy's room and stay there until the festivities ended or Mr Markham called on me. He wasn't in the house after all, he had left. If he lingered longer I was adamantly sure I would still seek him and demand that he take everything back. I went into Cathy's room and I hadn't seen her on my way up. I sat on the ledge and cast a quick glance outside. Ju
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