I walk over to the table with slow strides. The floor is sticky, the room is a mess, one that I wish to be out of. I grab the book in a hurry and I feel a whiff of air that is so fast and catches me off guard instantly. I hear the door close and my heart thuds against my chest as I watch the door close with a loud bang.
I walk over to the table with slow strides. The floor is sticky, the room is a mess, one that I wish to be out of. I grab the book in a hurry and I feel a whiff of air that is so fast and catches me off guard instantly. I hear the door close and my heart thuds against my chest as I watch the door close with a loud bang.