Day wanted nothing more than to leave. She wanted to go so far away, the world would just swallow her whole. She often thought about those scenes where a person is in a major crowd and slips away into the crowd, lost forever. She wouldn’t mind that – being lost forever. In Scotland perhaps. She could live in a castle with a vampire or a ghost. She sighed as she tipped her head all the way back to gaze at her upside down reflection in the water.
Since she could no longer go to her room, Day chose to go to her spot. It was a smooth rock that had overhang on a small river that fed their lake. It was beautiful and secluded and most people ignored it for not being breathtaking. Her hair started to come out of its pins and fall into the water. Her brain often concocted little ducks swimming on
