Empty bottle of Champagne

To escape the cacophony of the fake laughter and loud music, she stormed out to the dark alleys . Racing through the side walk, not knowing where it leads, making her way to the lonesome valley. Afraid to leave a trail of her footsteps behind, so they could trace her through the woods. Jumbling, stumbling, fumbling. She ran as fast as she could. While the … Continue reading Empty bottle of Champagne