Kasy
“we’re wasting time, move girls.” Layla angrily whispers, if we don’t get out all hope will be lost. I have no idea how long they had this planned for.
They could have been locked up for years. As we walk down to the next corner.
I see the outside door hung open; it renews my purpose to escape. It does us all. Our feet move silently as we move as one. I fitted into place just as I had done when we were younger.
The 3rd gen witches. I remember them calling us that.
A door swings open just before the open door; I recognise the foot I see first. The bangles and toe rings. Next a part of swinging skirt.
“It’s Faith” I hissed at the others.
I was pulled back by Dawn immediately, my feet stumbling over each other. I grab onto Dawn’s arms instinctively. Nearly bring her down with
