Cornelia was sitting in her favourite spot which was near the enterence of the children's playroom. Drawing on the floor with the piece of coal she was thinking of all the things that have happened to her. But the thought that stood out the most was "how to get out of here?". It all seemed so simple, the door was right there... She remembered herself when she got here, trying to open the door... Climb through the windows... But when she thought about it, it was STILL better than the orphonage.
Shivering from the cold wind that got into the building through the broken windows, she felt a little sleepy but was too scared to close her eyes... But the time passed slowly, so her eyes closed...
Wed Oct 02, 2013 4:50 pm