Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-36321555-20190812013604/@comment-39574032-20190817015352

Alana walked to her room and began to pack. She didn't care about clothes, those she just picked at random and put in her bag, she made sure to grab all her favourite books. And a picture of her parents. Tears filled her eyes as she looked at it. She was twelve when it was taken, a year before the incident, all three of them were smiling; her mom mid-laugh, and her dad smiling his goofy smile. She quickly blocked out the bloody images and snuggled into her bed with her stuffed dog and her favourite book.