Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-38555415-20190921161929/@comment-174.6.16.240-20190928051417

174.6.16.240 wrote: "Yeah, I'm fine she said. What she didn't say was that it still hurt a bit. She knew why. It was the same ankle she hurt when . . . when she tried to run away. ((gtg))

-Chloe ((sorry, I had to cut it short, we were leaving to go to a house warming thing, and my dad was buggung me.))

Evie could still remember that day like it was yesterday. She had found out that she failed level one. Her parents hadn't yelled at her, or even got her in trouble. They just frowned and wisphered, and rubbed their temples, and hailed a lot of people on their imparters. Evie had wanted out. So she had packed a backpack, and slipped out the back door.

What Evie hadn't known was that there was going to be a storm that night. She had gotten in lost in the forest behind her house, wich had been unfamilar to her in the dark. Trying to find her way back to the house, she had slipped and fell down a steep valley. And gotten hurt.

Evie understood why everyone treated her diffrently now, she had tried to run away. But she had been eleven. She was fourteen now. She could take care of herself, and choose what she wanted to do. But could I really? she thought, I mean, look what happened tonight.​​​​​​​

She looked up, at Serenity and Mari, who were both hurt. Badly. She couldn't blame anyone if they treated her with even less trust now.

-Chloe