“28 days until my escape,” I think as I look in the mirror of my cramped, European style bathroom. A short blond haired, blue eyed girl stares back at me, reminding me how much I want to grow another couple inches. “Maybe then I’ll look like an 17 year old”. Back in my room I look the plans I have spent so long working on, and throw them under a loose floorboard. I’m in the kitchen rushing to grab breakfast when my mom walks in.
My mom, a tall brown haired woman, with slight wrinkles framing her