She tossed her small burgundy hand sized bag on the small structure of the wooden bed. The bed creaked in protest, but lay as motionless as ever.

She then found the new pair of jeans that had been bought just yesterday and placed them in the bag. After finding two more pairs of jeans and a couple of shirts she made her way to the window.

Her bag was hanging comfortably over her shoulder where the strap was cradled and she was fully dressed.

She wore a black long sleeve shirt that was just a little too tight, and some long dark sweat pants that were as black as night itself.

Flat shoes that matched the outfit were nestled below her pant legs.

Her brownish hair laid spread dawn her back, and she looked as beautiful as ever.

She opened her window and tossed her legs over the side. She then pushed herself out into the dark chilly air of the outside world and had now officially left home.