Its been a year, A year since I was arrested, a year since I found out the truth, a year since I was betrayed by someone I once held dear in my heart. You don't know how long I've waited for this final year, to be free as a bird, spread my wings and fly away from this cage. From this protective wall keeping me away from my destiny.
It took alot of restraint to not want to break out again, instead I buried myself in books, I just read on and on so atleast I could secure a good future for myself, I buried myself in the comfort of Cynthia's words, her diary. I also started mine too but I won't be talking about it because its just too personal.
