2014 - October - 25

When dinner was over, I made my way back to my room. I made a way to my desk to take a seat, reading through the Romeo and Juliet book. Since we still had to present it at the end of the semester.

I was trying hard to stop myself from sleeping off when I felt footsteps approaching me from behind. I stilled, using my eyes to look for anything that I could use as a weapon. The footsteps drew near until the person stood behind my back. I clenched on the book in my hand, ready to stream when warm hands covered my eyes....