Ash
She didn’t pack a bag. She just put on her favorite hoodie, the one that felt like a hug, and grabbed her headphones. She waited until her mother went into the bathroom. She didn’t mean to "run away" forever; she just needed to escape the sensory overload. opened the door and walked. She didn’t look back.The street was better. It was just city noises—cars, sirens, birds—but they were spread out, not trapped in a small space. She walked for two miles, focusing on the rhythm of her trainers against the pavement, feeling the energy that had been buzzing in her limbs start to dissipate
About Ash
She didn’t pack a bag. She just put on her favorite hoodie, the one that felt like a hug, and grabbed her headphones. She waited until her mother went into the bathroom. She didn’t mean to "run away" forever; she just needed to escape the sensory overload. opened the door and walked. She didn’t look back.The street was better. It was just city n...Read more