I feel adrenaline surging through my body and I swear, the beat of my heart is so loud, it will give me away. I take off my slippers, leaving me in socks, so that I can be as quiet as possible. I slowly bring my feet to the ground and stand slowly from my chair.
I know I need to get moving but I'm scared of getting caught. I take a couple of deep breathes to clear my mind of the risks. I walk to the door and listen for a moment but there is no sound. I squeeze through the open space, knowing that the door makes a sliding sound and find myself at the top of the staircase.
I was wondering why I never noticed this unaccounted for space in the layout of my parents' apartment, but seeing that it's just a staircase makes sense. It's only about the size of a closet and I have only been in thi
