the morning was brisk
the crisp of the leaves falling down felt like freedom
she knew it was the day
she packed up her things leaving nothing but a hairpin behind
she was going to have a new life
in a new town
and a new beginning where she could breathe
where she could be happy
as she gathers her last pieces of sedimental evidence
she hears footsteps
could it be her brother? no, these were not ju...
