Fallon pulled on her favorite black baggy hoodie and toyed with the shredded cuffs that her nervous habits caused. Pulling up her hood, she rushed to the Gardens avoiding everyone who laughed and pointed at the girl they believed was a mute but they were wrong. Arriving at the gardens, the sun shone on her and she played with strands of her long brown hair before sitting beside a tree which was opposite a pond.
Humming softly, Fallon traced the burn mark scars on the palm of her hand and stared at the water, loving how peaceful it was here and how no one really visited this place. Too busy in the city.. She thought to herself and played with a flower, covering it in a slight sheet of ice causing it to shine in the sun.
Humming softly, Fallon traced the burn mark scars on the palm of her hand and stared at the water, loving how peaceful it was here and how no one really visited this place. Too busy in the city.. She thought to herself and played with a flower, covering it in a slight sheet of ice causing it to shine in the sun.