THE PROLOUGEEEEEE

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When I looked out of the window in my bedroom, I saw the field. the same field i grew up on, I learned to ride a bike, tie my shoes, swing on a swing. Back then, this place felt warm, safe. I liked it here more than my old home.

I thought everyone here was friendly and I always had someone to hang out with. But now, as I look out of my window, the field seems different, and not the good kind of different. the bad kind. the field now felt... empty? not of objects but of spirit. It lacked joy, laughter, and love.

The swingset wasn't in use, but just sitting there waiting for everyone to sit on it again, to be loved.

I ran my fingers along my necklace, memories coming back to me, I smiled while warmth filled my heart. Then the not so great memories came up, I shuttered. No way, I'm blocking that all out of my mind.

I stood up and left the house. It was cold outside but it didn't matter, the grass was wet on my feet. Going outside frightened me, but I knew better than to go too far.

As I got closer to the swings I started feeling uneasy. The breeze picked up, moving my hair in front of my face making it difficult to see. My dress lifted a bit to where you could see my knees.

I sat down on the swings and pulled down my dress. I couldn't help but feel like I was being watched. by someone, or something.

I looked into the woods. I've always thought they were eerie, but now, more than ever. They seemed darker, louder yet quieter at the same time. I've always wanted to go inside them, go explore, climb trees.

But I knew better. Don't go in the woods.

No. Matter. What.

Even if your favorite ball rolled inside by accident, or if someone ran in. don't go in.

The other kids at the home ignored this rule

How stupid they were, thinking nothing would happen. Luckily there were others who agreed with me, yet somehow they still suffered consequences. All except me.

It was odd. I was no different than the rest of them. No stronger, wiser, healthier, weaker, no nothing. which confuses me more, I didn't have a fancy backstory or a sad one. I was just there.

I hated those thoughts.

 After a while of sitting in silence, I felt uncomfortable. So I decided to head back inside. Where it was safe. Nothing bad could happen to me there. I stood up and began to head back inside.