It my special spot away from everybody else I loved the silence away from everyone it was magical. It was a haven of safety to the outside world. There was nowhere safe, guards patrolling the streets and hunting the fugitives down for good. I was one of them, my family gone and my house all I had was a scrunched up photo in my bag. All I could remember was hearing gunshots and seeing a house explode before me. My mum screaming as my dad racing for her. My sister hiding under the table the last I knew was her staring into my eyes tears of dread dripping down her face. This door was my only hope.

Special prompt #2 (18)

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