She was broken, but not the kind of broken you could really see. She was broken in splinters that jabbed into her heart and pricked at the corners of her eyes. She was broken under her own skin, bruised and battered,hidden under fabric and fake smiles. Emily sat under the light of the moon swinging back and forth on the swingset. The park was silent except for the rare passing car on the street in front of it. She was a normal person in a world of magical things. Emily's family had adopted her and they could do wonderful things. Conjur things, move things without their own hands...and much more. Emily was sure she was used as a lab rat at times. She was hurt by them and sometimes days would go missing from here memory, like yesterday. She was practice for spells, potions and for amusement. So she ran, ran untill she grew tired and stopped here.
Looking up at the sky Emily closed her eyes letting out a labored sigh. She knew eventually they would find her. "I wish I could run away..."
